"We should be marching East, not West" King Trogar said for probably the hundredth time that day. "If we move quickly we can still hunt down that treacherous fuck, Markoz, and capture his bitch princess." Trogar looked older than the last time she had seen him, but none the worse for wear after his captivity, but then it hadn't been a particularly onerous on...
Author's Notes: This chapter, like Chapter 3, is part of an on going series found elsewhere on the internet. This chapter like chapter 3 can be considered a stand alone story and complies with Literotica's rules. I hope if you enjoy these two chapters you read the rest of the series. * After checking on the carnal activities going on in the West Wing Co...
This long tale stars my 66 Mustang convertible and some fond memories of my married life. The story is fiction as are the names. Cheating wife and interracial sex is depicted so please do not read and complain if this isn't your genre. Comments are welcomed. Jo promised her husband she would get her driver's license when she turned 50 and that time final...
Warning: there is a very long build-up to this -that's just kind of how it played out! ***** It seems like it's way too soon, but my son turned 18 this fall, and we've been visiting colleges for the last three months. I'm a teacher, and Jay is still in school, so we take road-trips every couple of weeks, leaving Friday afternoon and spending some or all of...
February 3rd "Chaise, I've figured out how to meet the perfect woman." "By asking me out for dinner? Mr. Hawke, I'm flattered, but I don't want to get fired for violating the company's no-intra-office-dating policy." "Ha! No. I mean, I'm not happy with my dating life. I have a plan, but I need your help. And call me Jeff. I don't like being called Mr. Haw...
During the week and a half after my argument with Jessi, and the eventful evening it had led to with Jessika, I began to return to a semblance of my routine from the time before I had started intimate relationships with the two women. I finished up my course materials and schedules for the upcoming semester, attended several department and college meetings,...
The Halloween Party, Part IV: Tits, Tats, and Swinging Cat It sounded like a fairly normal party if you closed your eyes, Mark thought, as he looked around the living room. One group was discussing cars; another, movies and the Bechdel-Wallace Test. The range of accents was interesting, but would not have been incongruous in some of his tutorials. And he'd...
Day 1 "Will ya give it a rest?" Phylis says, the look of utter impatience on the old elf's face. Without access to the well, she ages like fruit. Elves are known for their near-immortality, but that's only given to those who can afford it. The well of life may be sacred ground and is limitless, but it still has a price. At least to the Supreme Counselor, an...
Kevin awoke first. He stretched languidly and just lay back with a huge smile on his face. Last night, he’d made love to two women. A milestone in anyone’s book, but in his, it was the epitome of milestones. His sweet sister, Kelly Jo and his love, Ashley. Never in his entire life would he have thought that his secret dreams would have come true. Never. He t...
Editor's Note: this is an extreme toilet fetish story. Reader discretion is advised. * By Amara-Rau-Story And HungryGuy * For the last five years, Celina had tried every method she knew to try and make her fantasies come true. She posted adult personal ads on Craig's List, Collar Me and Fet Life, advertising herself as a trample slut, and answered as...