* Set in New Zealand. Spelling and grammar are indigenous. * CHAPTER 1 Baxter and Chase Hudson's marriage began disintegrating the day best friend Aimee told Chase at the juice bar at Betty's Gym that Baxter had made an aggressive pass at her. Chase bristled and demanded, "Aggressive?" She'd imagined that that her husband had attempted to steal a kiss o...
Author's Note: I just wanted to say that I read every comment, and they've been immensely flattering. Thank you for taking the time to write them and vote on my story. Criticism is always welcome! A lot of this is flying by the seat of my pants, so don't be afraid to make suggestions. In particular, there's a bit of analytical number crunching in this part...
I walked up to the entrance of Sue's Hamburger Stand and noticed a ruckus going on. Middle age couples were walking by showing their disgust at the fracas. What was going on was a gang of high school students harassing a young boy about 11 or 12 years old. A girl about 13 years old was screaming at them to stop. She couldn't do much more since she was being...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 3 Mid -- Sickbay Suite: Kitirik flushed a darker than usual green around his mottled skin and throat wattles as he sat on the biobed. "Well... this is certainly embarrassing." Standing in front of the cadet, passing a sensor wand over the Qarari's head, Doc Masterson grinned. "It can happen to any of us, pardner." But then he amended t...
The story so far: Three British agents, in response to intelligence reports, are sent to Sydney to keep a watching brief over the Commonwealth Heads Of Government Meeting's regional meeting. They have teamed up with local Journalist Russell French and his new girlfriend, Model Jenny Peters, to try to identify the bad guys. As Russell and Jenny's relationship...
Note to readers: I was advised by several readers that they couldn't access Page 3 of Part 2. I advised Literotica of this, but in the mean time I've included it with Part 3, that's why Part 3 is a little longer than usual. As usual, I appreciate that you took time to read my stories. That being said, remember folks, this is FICTION. ***** Chapter 8 I ret...
Jill groaned as she started to release the nipple clamps, the blood flowed rapidly back into her nipples, she felt the exquisite pain she now relished. A new sensation surged through her clit, as under Jenna's instruction, she quickly pulled the new clamp off it, fortunately it comprised two small magnetic metal cones but she still screamed only partly in pa...
Part I Cheryl Chapter 1 "It's all about timing, Joe," she grinned at me, her slim hand brushing across my lean muscled torso, crossing my short nest of curly brown pubic hair before arriving at my penis, both hair and penis sticky from the drying effluence of both guy and girl juices. "Time it right, and no one will know." "That selling off my shares of...
All right, all you lawyers, students of the law, or just plain nitpickers, listen up. I don't know shit about law, I drive a forklift for a living. The part of writing fiction I love is just that, it's fiction. I don't know if Alabama even has a three strike law, but for the sake of this story it does. Read it as what it is, escapism. .......................
*Author's Note: any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. Also, this story contains Male bisexuality. If male to male action offends you, please hit your backspace key now. *.*...