Lauren's eyes flared open. The room was still filled with a murky darkness, and unfamiliar shapes stood out as deeper shadows on the velvety backdrop. A brief moment of panic assailed her before she remembered that she was in a hotel room and not her own. The luminous face of the alarm clock read 4:45 and provided the only real source of light in the room. O...
BETH The soft sound of the alarm in my mobile phone at the bedside table woke me up. It was six AM, and I was feeling like hell. I was hurting bad and my throat seemed to be on fire, I felt that it was closed and I couldn't swallow even my own saliva; I felt feverish and each and every joint in my body was as if it had its own life, such was the intense pai...
This fifth and penultimate part of the story of Sam and her new life. This is one, continuous story, so this part will not make a great deal of sense unless you have read Parts 1 to 4; Part 1 can be found here: http://www.literotica.com/s/a-new-adventure-every-day-pt-01 As always, thanks to Winterreisser for his diligent and careful editing and thoughtful...
Preamble Hi, and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you will enjoy it. If you do, please be kind enough to give a score at the end. This helps me to gauge the popularity of my work. - If I may - I usually like to suggest, one star each for: Composition & Use of Vocabulary, Readability, Plot, Drama or Humour, and of course Sexual Content (because -...
Welcome to my latest story. It is not a long as some of my recent stories -- that will no doubt please some and disappoint others - but I hope you will enjoy it in either case. As ever, comments and feedback are very welcome and, as this is my submission for the 2017 Winter Holiday Story Competition, please take a moment to vote. Thanks, as always, to Winte...
Note that the following events took place in 1985, long before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** Bonnie leaned her head onto my shoulder and said, "I could get used to this." "I could, too," I replied. "Eating breakfast with a sexy woman a...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...
Chapter Seven: Between the shafts of a cart The hands of her watch showed a square angle when Cathy entered the courtyard: nine o'clock sharp. The sun was shining above Charissa, as it usually did in the month of Rose. The New State had changed the names of the months: instead of Roman gods and imperators, they were now named after the nicest Auronian flowe...
This is the continuation of 'The Artist and her young lover' and it will make little sense unless you have read the first part. To Recap: Milly's wife, a police officer, was killed and her friend's daughter, Fiona, provided comfort through Milly's grief. The following year Fiona decides to study at university, near to Milly's home and spends a lot of time...
It's been a while since I posted but as with my other stories, this isn't a quick fix. Cat x * Sian screwed her eyes tightly shut against the invading light as she tugged the duvet over her head. She knew it must still be early so why was it so bloody bright in the room? Slowly a smile spread across her delicate features as she remembered where she was a...