I awoke the next morning fairly early. My sleep had not been as restful as I would have hoped due to the revelations of the previous day. Eventually I pulled myself away from the supreme comfort of the bed and stumbled to the bathroom to take care of my morning business. As I exited the bathroom I could hear the sounds of breakfast being made from the kitche...
"Close the door," you order and wait until the knave turns toward you. "Usually, I would ask my maids this favor...," you start before making a pregnant pause. "... but in this case, it isn't possible," you continue, lowering your eyes. "The... it's just impossible...," you sigh and turn your back on him. After waiting...
Rhyley sat in the pews that night and pondered about her future. She was to leave for Australia in three weeks to start univeristy and she still had no idea what she really wanted to do. She sighed deeply and dug at her cuticles. Perhaps that is the way it will always be. She heard a noise and looked up quickly. She smiled kindly as Father Bailey made his w...
Part 1 Isabella wakes in 16th century Scotland * I plop down on my twin size bed with a sigh of exhaustion. Madison and I have just gotten moved in to our dorm at the University of New Orleans and classes start early tomorrow morning. I am working on a Master's in history and Madison is pursuing a medical degree. I gaze around the room with a smile of...
June and John West had been married for over 20 years. He had cared and provided for her over all these years. In his mind it was a very good marriage, she had a slightly different opinion. As far as she was concerned he was a wimp and definitely not very well endowed. Although he was delighted with their sex life she was less so and had to resort to other m...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...
Chapter 03: The Rescue Michael, Damien and I headed towards the castle. "I must say, Lex, you're looking very well tonight!" Damien told me. "Thanks, Damien, but this is no time for pleasantries," I told him. "We have very little time as the light raiders will be down on us as soon as they hear us. Now, keep to the shadows, please." As we neared the cas...
This is actually two stories, "The Father" and "Ambrosia". Literotica won't allow a story less than 750 words, and "The Father" is less then 200, so I squeezed it in here, because its very similar in both setting and tone. — Author @ @ @ @ @ The Father His sister Hera, in one of her moments of bitchiness, refused to share his bed this evening. Zeus...
The lake was hushed in the early morning while I drifted between mists with a fishing line dangling in the cool, dark water. It was quiet except for occasional bird songs. I'd lost a few nibbles from lack of concentration. I thought I was falling asleep when I saw a flash of magenta moving swiftly between the trees on shore. Then I saw the too small black sh...
Jean ignored the presence of four other people in the room as she embraced Miguel in a tight hug. He hugged her back and pursed his lips returning her quick kiss. "Come to the rectory tomorrow. I'll be working." Miguel assured her he would. The two men shook hands and their wives hugged. Miguel said goodbye to Jean's parents. Her dad was still upset over...