Saturday morning, I woke up earlier than I'd planned. I tried to get back to sleep, but my mind was too occupied with thoughts of what I needed to do to get ready for my trip to Javier's. And of what might happen when I got there. I got up and spent some time doing housework before I settled in at my computer with a cup of coffee. I would wait to shower and...
Rose was silent, staring straight ahead, as the sheriff drove them to the house where she hoped, she knew, the first son's nest would be. For the hundredth time, Rose wondered what she was doing here. She wasn't a soldier, she was a pilot. Give her a screen with lines and probabilities and equations, when it was just her mind and her enemy's locked in a duel...
"Happy," he asks? "Very happy, but not completely satisfied yet. Go slowly this time and leave my clit, alone it is very tender," she says as she slides back onto his face. Joel takes his time, kissing and licking Anna's sweet, wet pussy everywhere but on her clit. He can no longer taste his own cum, but the thought of it is still on his mind; he feels h...
Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recen...
The two people that were present at the Bushey residence on North Street in Colonie, New York had little in common besides the fact that they weren't happy about where they were on that Wednesday morning in late June of 1972. The burly black man who was hard at work doing repairs on the garage didn't mind the work but the weather forecast called for thunder...
Authors Notes: This is the chapter 1 of the first 2 chapters currently written. This has a lot of gay/bi male, will lead into gay/bi female. If these offend you please just move on. The two primary female characters are also pregnant and that plays a large role in the story as well. I originally started writing this story for a pregnant girl I was dating, bu...
‘Dammit. Where have all of the strawberry preserves been disappearing to?’ Mr. Harper complains, loudly scraping the sides of the empty mason jar with the serving spoon. ‘You know that Wade has practically been inhaling them since he came back,’ Alice, Wade’s younger sister, explains. I’m trying not to blush, wondering what they would think if they really...
Chapter II Chris awoke the next morning to the blaring sound of his alarm clock and hit it a couple times before it went silent. He had slept very well and felt well-rested but that did not change the fact that he still didn't want to get out of bed. Rolling over, he pulled his laptop off of his bedside table and onto his stomach. He lifted the lid and it c...
Pt. I: The Locusts Like locusts, they came swarming out of the Badwater Basin of Death Valley. They rode smoking Harleys in groups of ten. Each day another group of ten wove their way through each other's dust clouds on the road from the abyss to their assignations. The names of the leaders of the locusts, Samazaz, Araklba, Rameel, Kobablel, Tamlel, Ramel,...
Note - this is a piece of fiction. The characters are not real. The scenario is purely a fantasy and does not describe any actual relationship. Laurel is not my actual wife. Enjoy! ***** I stood at the altar alone with Rev. Carl, the minister, looking out at the wedding guests. It wasn't a large wedding, still to me it seemed there were a lot of people l...