When Isabella finally opened her eyes, she was aware of lying between Thomas and Gabrielle, their lips to her temples and their hands gently stroking her body. "Welcome back to earth, my love," whispered Thomas. "We were wondering if you'd ever return." Isabella smiled, closed her eyes again and inhaled deeply. She realized that she held Thomas's half-hard...
Author's notes: Apologies to my readers. I realize it's been far too long since my last posting. Real life tends to get in the way of my writing. The love of my life finally lost her six year battle with cancer and that has really taken the wind out of my sails. In addition to that, I seem to have lost contact with my editor and haven't been able to find a...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
I never know your schedule. You don't tell me, because you don't keep in touch. When you come home, I only know by the bustle coming from outside, when you come through the driveway and literally run into your parents' back door. I hear your voice. It's early summer and I have the window open. The temperature has been rising, in more ways than one. But weat...
Joanne's promise to keep in touch lasted a little over a week. She phoned three times the week after the Memorial Day weekend and then twice the following week, followed by a brief Sunday call in the next two weeks. She seemed to sink deeper into her job with each passing week and there was no hope she would be home on any weekend during June. The Fourth of...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work wherever it is posted. If found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2007 The villains in this story are truly evil, and their actions prove it....
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Chapter 11 -- Happy families It was fortunate that I was kept very busy with work and wedding preparations during the final week before our marriage. I hated being in our flat on my own and I longed to be with Emma again. I was grateful that the week went by quickly and it felt good on the Friday afternoon after finishing work early to load up my car and se...
Laurie's chest ached and she was short of breath as she rushed down the corridor to her last meeting of the day. Having been bound in public since she was twelve -- nearly fifteen years now -- both were a fact of life that she had long since begrudgingly accepted, but of course they worsened when she had to run up a flight of stairs, as was the case now. At...