Although it will be a lengthy read by now I really do recommend you start this saga from the beginning. My dearest Chantal was up and about nice and early on Friday, her now hectic life was not tiring her at all. Just a couple of months ago she was an innocent housewife back in England who had only had vanilla sex with her husband. In this short time she h...
Chapter 12: Arthur's Good Luck Arthur settled down on the comfortable side of a tree trunk and leaned back with notebook and pen in hand. The sun had already set but there was time to write his sister before it got completely dark. Tee, I've been bouncing back and forth all spring, Mr. Jakt doesn't have enough work to hire me all the time so every two or...
Author's notes: This story was written for and inspired by a friend of mine. Hopefully you get a chance to read the final draft. ******************** I clutched the hard, unforgiving steel in my hand like my life depended on it. The pistol grip felt comfortable; inviting even, like it was made for me. My finger hovered over the trigger, twitching ever...
Saturday night, music on, bottle of wine open, as James, my husband, and I get dinner put together. He is the cook, but I at least keep him company and help where I can. And right now I'm cleaning raw chicken, so I would say I am helping a lot. Our kids are sleeping out tonight but we decided to stay in as the weather was not so nice. My phone makes a buzz...
When we'd dragged our suitcases into the front hall of our house, I stopped and took Angie by the hand. "Honey, I'd like us to sleep in the guest room for right now. I'm not ready to go back into our bedroom yet, but I do want you with me." She nodded, looking troubled but not surprised. "That's fine, Alex. I was afraid you'd want to sleep apart from me."...
I was on the return leg of my evening walk with my two best friends, Bruno and Gerta, my dogs. We had been best friends since I got them as tiny pups and they had just turned four. Twice a day we walked the beach from the kiosk to a point where we could just see the roof of a house behind the dunes. Two purposes were served by this, we were all as fit as w...
"I ask only that you show mercy, these people have done no wrong here." "And you decide what crimes have or have not been committed against the crown?" Zariah thought about her next words knowing that they must be chosen carefully or she could join the many bodies draining red across the fields. The man before her stood above all others as midnight hair wa...
"I'm a stripper, not a slut." I looked into the eyes of the man seated at the other side of the table. "I know that you don't believe that but it's true." Given the circumstances that led to this moment in my life I wouldn't have believed that statement either. . . . My parents were hardly what you would have called good role models, my mother was a slut an...
From the author First I want to thank all who took time from your life to read my humble first submission to Literotica, well first submission anywhere. Needless to say as such it contained several errors and ended prematurely mainly because I thought it was getting too long. Then, when I continued with a chapter 2, I again neglected to reconcile a problem...
CHAPTER 1 I was thirteen when I got what Mama called the curse. I had been warned, but the blood frightened me. She hugged me and kissed me and cried. "You're a woman now," she said. "Everything will be different. You must be so careful, especially with men." I had to dress differently, like Mama did. My hair had to be covered at all times out of the hous...