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. *.*...
I hope people enjoy this. People who post these stories are looking for many things. I just enjoy comments, and knowing people enjoy the story. * I would like to know, if you do Jack/Jill off that the stories help. If, as you are enjoying yourself, you peal another layer of the dark onion of desire in the back of your mind, and think to yourself "wow, if o...
Sarya's heart thudded in her chest, keeping near-perfect time with the drumbeats of the great barbarian horde. Her gaze swept over the wild camp and the vast, teeming ranks of northern savages. The wild men and women wore outfits made of thick furs and hides, and bore ancient cracked swords. Many of them chanted and howled in time with the drums, and the sou...
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Chapter 1 A Peek into the Past "You seem lost in thought, at least a million miles away." Laci smiled at Marian's statement. "Yes to lost in thought and no to the million miles. Only a few yards actually. I'm thinking about Donovan." "Where is my cousin? Working as usual? Victor took the boys to the park and asked Donny to go but he said he had work to do...
Sellsword 5 - The Dragon Dancers This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional The Dragon Lord was an evil demi-god exiled to the Realm of The Dead many centuries before. He was not slain, but damned to wander between the worlds. Since then, his devotees have sought to bring about his return. Twenty five years ago a tal...