Have you been to a rock show? Did you end up down front in the mosh pit, packed in with thousands of jumping bodies, hot and sweaty as fuck, people crowd surfing over the top of ya, their feet and other random shit hitting you in the head, and you're elated, jumping with the human wave, bouncing off your feet to the beat and rhythm of the music, which is pum...
"Here is your drink," the waitress in the tight fitting black cocktail dress said, thrusting a martini glass with a napkin sweated to the bottom towards my face. I looked up at the glass, confused. The wide brim of the crystal narrowed down gracefully to the elegant stem that was balanced between the waitress' fingers. The liquid was clear and there were thr...
*Author's note: Two quick things. I write mostly May-December romance stories in the 'mature' category. Readers often tell me via email they appreciate my well-developed characters. One recently said, "I'm so tired of the typical stories here that go like this: 'Hey, there's a pizza. Wanna fuck?" That's not me. I don't do three-pages stories. Outside of hook...
EDUCATIONAL REFORM Skjold "Golden Arm" Odinsson was late to his class on Diffeomorphic Transformations of Nonlocal Semi-Logical Quasi-Riemannian Manifolds. Again. He tried to enter the lecture hall as unobtrusively as possible. Not an easy task given the circumstances. He took his usual seat directly behind the girl with the golden cornsilk hair. She turne...
As the sun peeked over the eastern horizon and beamed its first rays of dawnlight over Caliga, the prince of Platina regained consciousness from the depths of dreamland. Despite having almost every ounce of his energy reserves dried up the previous night, Gyllen's few hours of sleep were anything but sound, having been stuck in the exact same position on his...
This is a long story that covers a short weekend. My name is Hjjer. I am the Regional Head for the Asia Pacific Region of my French engineering company, with regional headquarters in New Delhi, India. However, for the last couple of years I've been using our Hanoi office as my "temporary" base but I travel frequently to all our various offices across Asia,...
Back in 2005 I wrote a story about a young girl breaking both wrists, and having to be looked after by her younger brother (Broken Bones). Three years later, by a sick coincidence, my wife fell on the ice and did exactly the same thing, and I had to look after her for six weeks. So there are two stories, one fiction and the other real life, of loving people...
Note to Reader: While you can read this story on its own, it will make much more sense if you go back and read Chapter 1 first as it picks up immediately from the ending of that chapter. This is only my second submission to Literotica, and this is the first time I've taken advantage of the volunteer editor program. Huge thank you to alalu777 for all of the h...
This story was written as a gift for a friend, and is used by permission. At the time of this story, Penny & other characters are all 19 or older. It was two am, and the rain was pelting down. It was, in fact, a dark and stormy night, though the sodden figure on the side of the I-5 wouldn't have cared one way or the other about the cliché. There was littl...
Twenty two year old Bill Williams dropped off the steps of the Semi Tractor with a grunt. The packed Sea Bag he held in his hands was heavy. When he lifted and carried it his muscles bunched and stretched his faded and ratty looking T-Shirt. The weight made him hit the ground harder than he anticipated. He felt the jolt in his feet and knee joints. Before he...