Before I met Ant I never had a boyfriend before. I had lots of guys hit on me and ask me out, but none of them ever really cared about me. They all made comments about how much they liked my natural red hair or creamy pale skin but none of them were what I wanted. I was young and in high school when I turned 18 and wanted a car. My parents first suggestion...
Chapter One Rodrigo de Toledo brushed his eyes. He was lying in the small boat where he had jumped in the middle of the tempest that had broken the caravel's masts the night before. He shivered at the memory of the huge waves pushing the men into the ocean, while the ship inclined dangerously and the thick curtain of rain made it impossible to see two yards...
It's eleven o'clock and warm outside and Richard is anticipating the rush of being tied up naked in the neighbouring bushland. He's had an erection all afternoon thinking about how the night's events might work, even the prospect of being caught by someone who can't sleep and has decided to take a wonder through the bush excites him. Many scenarios play thro...
It's funny, I guess. Right after hanging up the phone this morning, the first song I hear is 'Ants Marching.' That one lyric jumped out at me-how does it go? 'She thinks, we look at each other, wondering what the other is thinking, but we never say a thing.' What do you think about in the quiet times, when the domination has slipped away? When you are just...
Some people believe we have been watched from afar for a long time now. Most of us think those stories are nonsense and make-believe. Aliens, beings from far away planets, who have been following our development, abducting people for scientific research. Uhu, and pigs fly, you’d probably react. But as with most stories, there are a few truths to it. Only it’...
I took a peek inside my own house. I was supposed to be away in Mumbai, closing a deal that would make our future secure - Our means, mine and that of my wife of seven years, Rekha. Instead, I was spying to see if there was any truth in the rumor that she was screwing around with my best friend Anand. Well, to cut a long story short - she was. In the living...
ENGINE IDLE-Karl Christian von Kluge was a happy man. He was a blond, blue-eyed handsome youth of twenty whose features embodied his beloved Fuhrer's Aryan ideals. A former Hitler "Jugend" member, he was now a zealous party man and an ambitious "Leutnant" in Hermann Goering's Luftwaffe. He was proud to have been decorated personally by the Field Marshall aft...
Chapter 18: Twisted Cyrus quickly left his father's house in a mood so dark that had it been able to affect the real world then it would have cast the world into the eternal darkness of a death dealing night. He struggled to contain his anger at his father for keeping such an important fact from him. How could he do this? First he picked out a suitor and no...
Once upon a time there lived a young aardvark named Aalison. For the complete avoidance of doubt and because she is written on Literotica, she has just turned eighteen in every type of year imaginable; and there are no humans involved, none whatsoever, in this story. She is the most perfect picture of aardvarkdom you have ever seen. Her little perky snout a...
In the private voyeur's room of the dungeons, Leif's face almost touched the one-way glass. He stood with his legs shoulder-width apart, and his arms crossed. Now clad in all black, he looked even more the part of a potential formidable master. It was here that Sir Glen stood judging, not the companion and the guest who had asked to try the companion again i...