It is a cold winter night here in the upper mid-west. But not so cold that my friend Barb and I can not get together for our weekly get together for some fun. Either she comes to my place or I will go to hers. Whoever travels brings fast food. Before we eat, we get comfy. By that I mean we strip, put a remote butterfly in place, put on tight body hugging pa...
Arabella had come to the city not long after her mother's funeral. Her death from the cancer that had consumed her, had given both mother and daughter a merciful release from the misery that had plagued both their lives. The move to the city had been a decision on her part to get away from the sadness and pitying glances that she received from neighbours and...
To my readers, please feel free to leave feedback for me so that I know that you liked my stories, what you would like to see, and perhaps maybe suggest one. If you'd like to read it over and over again, favorite it and come back to enjoy it like an old friend. I look forward to hearing from you...K'Anne I had waited for this trip, this excuse to take a t...
For "Dana". Based on a true story. ________ She avoided her husband's questioning eyes and pretended to be absorbed in the sermon, but it was difficult to follow along. The preacher's passionate ranting just could not command the same amount of attention from her as the butt plug she had jammed up her ass. Try as she might, she couldn't stop shifting in...
This is my story of an encounter with fellow detective who also revealed herself to be a lesbian. Willie I remember when I first laid eyes on Willie. I was in the office one day, when suddenly, everything went quiet. I looked up to see the receptionist escorting a female, across the floor to the Inspector's office. As she made her way across the floor,...
Darcy twisted the oil pan nut carefully, feeling for the end of the threads. It should have come loose by now. She ducked under the car for a better look, but the shadows obstructed her view. Her left hand reached to adjust the clip-on light. Instead she caught the cord by accident, knocking the light from its perch. Reaching for it, her fingers slipped off...
I had about four hours to kill at JFK, and they had really dragged. I sat on an un-ergonomic metal chair and read fifty pages of Knausgård, until my tailbone and the upper flesh of my arse started to ache and I had to get up and walk around for a while. I read a display which told me that Terminal 8 is the largest passenger terminal at the airport. 'To have...
A/N- I'm brand new to writing in Literotica. I usually only write stories for my friends to read. I'd love feedback and will wholeheartedly accept any constructive criticism. All people in this story are above the age of 18. Similar names and places are just pure coincidence. Please enjoy! ***** Clear blue skies for all to see. Not one single white puff...
Author's Note Risk Versus Reward is a prequel to Girl Friday and focuses on the story of Karin, the 'H.R. Lady' who provided Charlotte's rather unique interview experience when she was hired. You do not need to read Girl Friday to understand what's going on in Risk Versus Reward. But if you enjoy this story, Girl Friday should most definitely be on your rea...
Chapter 06: A Town under Siege,/b> Hello and welcome to my readers. My thanks for your votes, PC's and e-mails on my previous stories. This chapter is a continuance from the previous one, so you may want to begin reading there. To summarize: Melodie, Kat, Jo and the others are stranded in the town of Wisteria. They make some new friends and are ready to res...