Well, I am here to tell my personal story, but first a little about myself: I am a 20-year-old non-binary (I was born with a dick, if you need to know) bisexual nerd. I have red hair in a pixie cut, freckles, and I am really white. 2 years ago I was blessed with wonderful powers, but first a fun fact about my reality. All STDs/STIs were eradicated in the 90s...
Author's Note: I have received many requests for my cookie recipe. I wondered what would be the best way to post this. I have decided to put it into a short story, and then include it at the end. This has also given me an idea to do more "One Shot Short Story" scenes of other characters of mine. I may, I may not...but it was fun to do it this time. * One...
10 - Funny Money: VJ and I were killing time. We were chatting about nothing and waiting for the moment the clock struck five so we could bugger off home. A baseball bat thudded onto the top of my cubicle divider. Vik and I jumped out of our skins. Fforbes grinned at us. "Sorry to break up this meeting of the mothers union, but have you noticed?" "Notice...
Cassy woke up early again. She stretched and smiled. She loved that the last thing she remembered doing was being kissed to sleep. It felt so decadent. She pulled on her sweats and started her stretches in her room until 6:00 am. She skittered down the stairs headed for the treadmill when she almost ran right into the wall of flesh that was Jesus. He caught...
"Don't leave me for long" I say to the empty room. The last hour is a blur. I don't know what to make of it. What am I doing here? Why am I sitting under a desk in a strange place waiting for a man to come back from lunch when I should be with Him chatting over a cheese salad sandwich and an ice cold G&T! I should be teasing Him, flirting with Him and ultima...
Washday Blues. Kat's hair, lush as it was, couldn't hide her breasts as they shuddered like jello. It wasn't just her bosom, but that was the first part of her that Matt's gaze took in. Predictable really. Her belly quivered too, the deep well of her navel passed briefly under his scrutiny as he followed her body down to the patch of thatch between her spr...
He swivelled over the pool, swinging his legs in the way that a small child does on a swing. Then, the hoist's ratchet clicked as it lowered him slowly into the pool. The warm water first wrapped around his ankles, and then slowly crept up his legs, groin and then body, bringing instant warmth to limbs that suffered from poor circulation. "Just another bori...
Thanks for the kind words regarding my first chapter. I'm still figuring out Literotica, so forgive me if the format of some of chapters might be off and the missing description for the first two. I'll be submitting the next chapter for review after this one gets approved. Before this story was written, I had literally never written anything before (I'm sure...
*** Let me begin by saying that this is a true story. Also let me warn you that my writing style may not be to your taste; it's fairly journalistic and I tend to shy away from graphic descriptions. I assume the reader has a working imagination and can fill in any details I may gloss over. That being said, here we go... Since I know this is important to som...
Calves burning, back sweating, pelvic bones cursing its owner profusely. This is the state of my body as I am dragging it up the stairs of my two-story loft, after a gruelling Saturday morning cycle. As I catch a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror, an old venetian relic of my room-mate's Italian proclaimed ancestry, I make a poignant observation: I am a...