There they were again, the three young boys thinking they're hiding in the bushes while they watch me. I can hear them snicker and chuckle, stupid shit only boys in the early stages of puberty think of and do. It happens every so often, typically every two or three weeks if the weather is nice enough to sit on the patio and read. I'm blessed to have a posi...
CHAPTER1 - I MEET FAITH I spotted her the second week of the semester. I was working part time in the Financial Aid office at Strictland College. My dad is a chemistry professor here and had arranged for the job for me. But I also had another reason to be there. My Uncle Gene was a photographer and had asked me to keep an eye out for potential models and ac...
This one's is for the Valentine's Day Story Contest. So, your votes would be very much appreciated, and of course any feedback you could provide, as well. If you want to experience something truly sensual with your partner, for me, stripping off and making love by firelight has got to be the one the hottest. Happy Valentine's Day to All! And I hope you enjoy...
Disclaimer and Notes: Hearts Academy is an dark horror/mystery story focusing on the reluctant feminization of a young artist. There are many themes such that cause it to be disturbing for those who cannot handle terror or dread well. This is a sequel to The Rose Diaries. While the characters are brand new, it does reference events and characters from the...
After lunch, we are back at Bob Davis's office in the studio building with a few minutes to spare. We really haven't had all that much time to relax over our food, considering the, shall we say, "busy," morning we've had, but honestly, food isn't number one on my interest list right now anyway. The door is locked. We knock, but no one answers, so we lean aga...
A word to literotica readers, Be warned, if you're expecting a typical XXXecil story; you will be in for a surprise. That's not what this is. I've tainted my usual smut with drama, action, danger, characterization, all kinds of philosophical reflection, and social commentary. Yes, there's sex. Quite a bit of sex. And thinking about sex when no one's having...
Disclaimer: In The words of Mark Twain "Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted. Persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished. Persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot." In other words.. It is JUST a STORY. It bears no real life meaning. These ideas are fictional and for the purposes of entertainment....
I was nervously waiting among the crowd of stroller-pushing moms and grandparents. I usually wasn't there that early to pick up Noah from preschool, but I was worried about him that day. The school had sent home a note letting us know that his teacher, Mrs. Campbell, was going on extended medical leave. While they didn't say explicitly what was wrong, I co...
Author's Note: This story contains straight and gay male sex. All participants in sexual activities are 18 or older. "In the snowstorm you came close to wild animals and they were not afraid. They travelled across country not knowing where they were and the deer stood sometimes in the lee of the cabin. In a snowstorm you rode up to a moose and he mistook y...
Chapter 1 "Say that again?" I asked, to make sure that I heard her right. Deanna Maxwell was one of those ladies that one gave close attention, with her tall, slender, statuesque body, striking blue-grey eyes, and luscious, wavy nut brown hair. Even so, there was still a chance that I might have slipped into a daydream on a lazy Saturday afternoon like t...