The Tower of the Red-Eyed Princess is not marked on any map. Its whereabouts are unknown... down to the planet... down to the very universe, and the very dimension. Such a map would be unnecessary. When challengers seek the tower... or, when the tower calls for challengers... the two will find each other. The tower is told of in hushed whispers... It is said...
The following story is a continuation of the story "Hitchhiking Slut" ***** "Come on out, now, Gigi!" Chuck stretched his hand out to take mine and pulled me out of the passenger seat. It had been a long ride to St. Clair and my pussy was already feeling worn out. Chuck had stopped along the side of the road a few times and used me to get his cock off and...
Thrash Maxim staggered out of the building, trying to clutch at his heart. His arms, perpetually kept six inches from his body by his bulky lateral muscles, hobbled by his chunky biceps and popeye forearms, couldn't bend quite enough to reach his chest, and so he flailed like a youthful author reaching for a metaphorical butterfly. "I'm having a gawdamn hea...
Hitchhiking is not my preferred form of transport but my best friend Becca says we can save money on train fare and have even more money to have fun at the festival. We have both got dressed in hippie chic clothing for fun which is definitely a mistake for hitching a lift. My long Gypsy skirt is flowing in the wind and I'm trying to hold onto my floppy hat a...
No matter where you go or who you talk to, there’s always gonna be some wild story that gets told over and over again. This is one of them. Now, a lot of people say don’t hitchhike or pick up hitchhikers, because after all, these are complete strangers. Who knows what sick and perverse minds travel the interstate at night. It’s past 3AM, and I’m driving fr...
"You want a ride?" There were two of them in the truck. The driver was maybe thirty or so -- lean, unshaven, an earring in one ear, and a gleam in his eyes that I should have been wary of. His companion was younger -- not much older than me. He was wearing a cowboy hat. I should have shook my head and kept walking, but something made me say, "Yeah, sure," a...
Note: I was away on a trip so had lots of time to write. I'll be posting a bunch of new chapters over the next several days. ***** An awkward silence ensues and I look off to the side. I don't want those penetrating eyes penetrating mine. "Michael, Michael, how could you have done what you did? You were mighty lucky Sharon didn't tell her parents; her dad...
I knew how to get my way. Men were so easy to work and I had decided that living at home with my parents was something of the past. I was ready to start the rest of my life and so I packed myself a little suitcase and walked out to the side of the road. I didn't have enough money to buy a ride but I figured maybe I could just do it the old-school way and hit...
Tracy was scared. I didn't even know the girl's last name or where she was from. About all I knew was that she was scared and on the run, and even that was more my gut feeling than anything the girl had told me. When I had pulled over to the side of the road after almost hitting the darkly clad little waif hitchhiking on the edge of the highway, she looked i...
If you're looking for a 'stroke' story, this probably won't be for you. If you want lots of sex in every conceivable way, it may be better to go to any one of the other amazing stories by very talented Lit authors. There is very little of that kind of story here until later. If you hang around, your need for a sex fix will be satisfied. I do promise submissi...