Enter our protagonist, mild-mannered Doug Tate. To look at him, as he walked into the business office, there was nothing at all remarkable about Doug. He was average all over. Average height, average weight... even his hair was an average color somewhere between light brown and dirty-blonde. The most distinctive thing about Doug were his black wire-rimmed...
[For the record, this is a completely amoral blog post—preaching morals gives me a headache and upsets my ulcer.] * 1. Sex. What is it good for? Were this a song parody, the next line would be "absolutely nothing." But, given that I've had bad experiences with song parodies, I will forgo that. But, seriously, sex ... why bother? I should point out now...
FRIDAY, TWO MONTHS LATER As usual, I woke with the first light of the day, but on this morning I just couldn't bring myself to get out of bed right away. We found out yesterday that X is being transferred out of Bangkok; the company needs him elsewhere so our time here will soon come to an end. I looked around my room -- the maid's room. That's right, two...
There was no doubt that Vixen was excited. The liquid poured from her cunt and the men gathered around her in the back of the Earle Theater could see it. They could also see that Vixen was merrily sucking the cock of a man she did not know, and providing such a hot blowjob that most of them had erect cocks exposed and were stroking. Vixen had been told she w...
[Author's Note: A bit of a post-modern lark, this one; or maybe not? The feedback is entirely fictitious. In the real world, comments are still welcome and appreciated.] Alexa drained the last dregs of her morning coffee, almost grateful now to be alive, if not perhaps to be awake, and sat down to check her email. She was greeted with the usual barrage of...
A/N: I'm sooooo sorry it took me this long to submit this, but I was caught up in the drama and life that is new motherhood. I know I know I suck but, the good news is my cub is getting older; the bad news is that I will be falling clear off the face of the earth every now and again. Hopefully I will be able to get a couple of chapters in before then. Again,...
Author's Note: Well, here it is, the final installment. Thanks once again to MugsyB and Annanova for encouragement, my beta reader J, and to estragon for copyediting. Any errors are mine, but hopefully there aren't many. Thanks to all who have read, voted and commented -- it means so much. Lara looked at Ryan over the top of her latté. "You guys fought ov...
In a future world, not that distant from our own, overpopulation is no longer an issue... but the survival of the human race is. Eighteen-year-old James Wiseman reports for his first monthly "deposit" and finds out that he is a very special young man. I normally don't write stories based on others people's ideas, but when Literotica member dimimis1991 propo...
In this chapter, the plot plods along a little bit, and the girls share some time alone. All characters are at least eighteen and are fictional. -- Karen Waters, the Stepdaughter of Mrs. Waters, only briefly greeted her Stepmother in passing as she made her way to her cabin forward of the mainmast. It had been a long trying day, and all she wanted were som...
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- FOREWORD: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is an epistolary horror story, in the tradition of Stephen King's Carrie or Bram Stoker's Dracula. It's like the literary equivalent of a found-footage movie, I suppose. I'...