I began this as something else, but someone close to me made me redraft it. It is dedicated to Sarah. The Sarah in this story in no way resembles the Sarah for whom the story is written. * Up to the day she got shot Lt. Faith O'Bannon believed she was all that and bulletproof. She stood 5'10" and weighed around 140 lbs. Her coppery hair was cut to a severe...
Chapter One (October 2001, Lancashire) Lorna was early into her third and final year of a mathematics degree and would soon be celebrating her twenty-first birthday. Her chosen subject suited her down to the ground and she was on course to get first class honours. Indeed everything in her life so far had been smooth as silk. Yet suddenly here she was, kne...
This is a continuation of my story Herta Wolfsfriend, which should be read first. Apologies if I've made any errors in depicting Norse or Saami cultures. This historical romance draws from Maria Kvilhaug's Blade Honer novels, as well as Nils Gaup's excellent film The Pathfinder (1987). The central idea, a strong BBW Norsewoman with three adoring younger wive...
Author notes You can skip to the story. This is all vanity stuff. This twisted tale is a Harlequin Romance on steroids, or perhaps, on aphrodisiacs. The next submission of this novella completes the story, but this portion stands on its own. If time is friendly, part two will find Literotica within two weeks. It's finished and needs the edits of grammar f...
*Special thanks to Kayla for editing this for me.* Her throat was burning and she found it hard to breathe. Her knees were aching from supporting her entire weight for too long on the cold tile floor. These pains were tolerable, minor even, compared to the humiliation that she had just experienced and even more painful still was knowing that she was about t...
Alexandra closed her laptop and stood up. Even though the reading room was about to close, around half of the long tables had at least one student still seated. Most were pecking away at keyboards, just as she had been. She looked up at the vaulted ceiling. Years ago, this had been the University of Chicago's main library building. Now, Harper was mostly a...
Betsy and I met Jeanne at the train station on Friday afternoon. This would give us the weekend together, before I had to go back to school, and Betsy to work. She looked as ravishing as when we had last seen her. We all kissed decorously and hugged in the train station. We took her to our flat and she liked it at once. We helped her settle in into the spa...
Sara's story I met DeAnn at work. The company always hired temps to have a chance to evaluate them for a while before putting them on regular. I noticed her right away, her dark, brooding eyes and straight, black hair and, unusual for me, I was sort of transfixed by the size of her jutting bosom. I mean I'm not one to go around comparing bra sizes with ever...
PART ONE This story is a spin off from Taking Chances where Fiona had a few brief appearances but that particular story was all about Gail and Sarah getting together. However, at the end I let it slip that Fiona was also now involved with a woman, hence the title of this story is The Domino Effect. It's always been on my mind to write this story and to chec...
Copyright 2014, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 "You've had a pretty tough month," Beth Hightower said sympathetically to Sloane Gamble, as the brown-haired girl sat up in bed checking her phone. Sloane didn't look up at first at her...