Monica was still speaking on the phone and making final arrangements to meet Arnold at the studio the next morning as I walked back into the living room. Olivia sat down at the table looking much brighter and more cheerful. She expressed interest in hearing more about Dárcy in his previous forced relationship with me and how I had escaped. By this time, she...
Do not Copy me its not nice! ADULTS ONLY!! If your not an adult, where the hell are your parents? ##Please send any feedback you have to the link below or IM me on yahoo messenger! I love to hear from people so feel free. Based on my life: Names and places have been changed to protect privacy. ***** I hadn’t seen him in close to seven years. Amazing how e...
"Wright, colonel wants to see you. What's up?" Mendez said, sticking his head through the door. There was plenty of guilt written all over my face. "I dunno, Sarn't." "Keep it zipped, Wright," he warned. As if I would just spill my guts all over the place. Right, Sarn't. I'm not quite that stupid, Sarn't. "Yes, Sarn't." I reported to the colonel with p...
Richard was masturbating passionately as Sharon walked in. He didn't notice her presence at first and she took the opportunity to stand in the corner and watch as he pleasured himself. She saw the lean muscles of his body twitch, the hand working gently up and down his thickened shaft in a masculine display of self love. He seemed so happy, so at peace that...
Copyright Heidi Michelle 2008 Slowly, she awakens, drifting through the stages of slumber as if swimming up from the bottom of a pond, its murky depths replaced by the feel of soft cotton and warm down coddling her bruised and battered body. "It will change you, Cyn. As much as My presence has changed your life, this experience will change you." Michael's...
It felt like I had jumped three feet in the air at the sound of Cynthia's voice as she walked up behind us. And unlike us...she at least had a robe on, though I doubted she wore anything beneath it. "Seriously," she said taking a seat at the table. "I could use one...and a drink," she added. "Bring the Scotch back with you when you come, and a couple of gla...
Author's Note: This is a copy written work of fiction, for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. * Lieutenant Morgan, a corrupt inner city police officer, in the vice squad, sat at his office desk, and looked up at the wall clock. Five minutes to three. He had a three o'clock appointment coming to his office. He leaned back in his chair and smiled to h...
Tristan stood so still that Rhea thought he resembled a stone statue. She would have been more puzzled by his reaction if she weren't freaking out over the fact that her worst nightmare had just walked into the café and addressed Tristan as "brother". She should have known that she could never escape his horrific clutches. It was too much to hope that she wo...
F5: 50% Inspiration plus 50% Desperation (Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from th...
"I think I have an admirer," my wife said one day. "Oh? Do tell." She told. The man was a divorced, highly successful business man who served on the museum board of trustees, as did my wife Jill. I had met him once or twice, very casually, and it took some concentration to remember exactly what he looked like. Nothing impressive came to mind. And that made...