My thanks to Techsan for editing this to a better story. * Twelve years ago I worked on the shop floor of a clothing factory and Shelley was the managing director's personal secretary. All the lads swore blind that he must be poking her because she was really too young to be in that position. Shelley was a really beautiful girl and that facial perfection e...
Sasha turned off the satellite uplink she had been using to both track and communicate with Darryl, then slowly laid her head down on the desk in his room and started to scream into a pillow. What kind of total fucking moron was she, exactly? Here she was, sitting on a hair trigger pussy that needed a big, fat dragon dick, with her boyfriend about to fly bac...
It's not every day that you step out of a portal to find yourself something like a thousand miles away from where you were a few moments ago, and then catch some half-naked religious weirdo in the act of trying to stick something six inches long, hard and throbbing into a close female acquaintance of yours! Yes, the damned blood covered obsidian dagger was...
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy. I soundlessly pivoted around the tree and kicked the man in his back. He was propelled eight feet through the night air, slammed into an oak, slid to the ground and moved no more. Like vermin, they had infested the woods in the bucolic French countryside surrounding...
Sorry for the delay on the cliffhanger. I am still looking for an editor. If you can help, please leave me a note in the comments. The story of how I built my harem of lawyers. Seven years ago... Meeting Pamela. "What the fuck is she doing here, Kurt?" I asked as I took a step towards the consent-violating woman who ruined protocol poker at The Exchange by...
This is a story I originally posted prematurely. Something wasn't right about it and the readers of Literotica responded accordingly. Thankfully, Pepe Leon offered to collaborate on the story and this is the result. We both hope you enjoy it! * "Darling......" Moree said. Peter didn't hear his young wife. He was staring straight ahead; his eyes glossed o...
Pelaam© April 2009 I received a request for a story featuring these characters. This story is dedicated to Watercrazy. * If Daniel had been given to gambling, he would be walking away from the table certain he had ridden his luck once too often. It had been close. Too close, but he was still here, still in one piece, if a little battered. He glanced down...
Chapter 10 "So, what is it to be done with the prisoners? These aren't situations envisioned very well by the Hague or Geneva Conventions, neither of which have been ratified by the Commandant on our side or the Imperial Wizard on his. Not, mind you, that there is any quarter given much of late. Or asked, for that matter. Kluckers are only surrendering when...
Dear Reader: The following story is a fictionalized account of some recent experiences. The names and many other details have been changed significantly to protect the 'guilty.' In order to make it more interesting and erotic I have followed the Christian Black's suggestion in his essay entitled "A Philosophy of Porn" and placed my tale in "Pornotopia." In o...
Gimtesh Thresh, of the House Thresh and current captain of the unhappy needleship Banemaw, had been sweating bullets for the past twenty eight hours. And she normally didn't even bother with sweat glands to begin with. "Scrying report number three six two eight nine..." A bored sounding voice burred in the background – barely heard by Gimtesh. "No change."...