Chapter One I saw her the first time at the bagel shop. It was the briefest of encounters, a quick "excuse me" from me, as I slipped past her to take my purchase to the register, then another moment as I held the door for her as we both left the shop and headed to our cars. Two hours later, when I could grab a couple of minutes at my desk between meetings...
This story is a sequel to my previous story "The Irishman at the End of the Bar". I'd recommend reading that for the continuity. I would further like to the give a special shout to everyone who helped make the last story more successful than I ever imagined it could be. I never dreamed it would rank as all time number one for the genre on Literotica. I don't...
1. "Yeah, divorces are expensive because they're worth it." I joked to Tony, the bartender as he handed me my drink and pretended to ignore me as he turned back to the Cowboys/Giants game on the TV over the bar. I'm pretty sure that if I had been drinking something less expensive than the 18-year-old Macallan in my glass, the bartender might have been even...
The Native Dawn Series Book 10, Rogue Dawn book 6: Kayla and Bryce Dawn Revealed Chapter 1 True love, did it really exist? Kayla wasn't so certain. She stood on the bluffs witnessing the union of two souls as one. The couple's unabashed happiness was enough to make her want to believe it did. As jaded as she was about the world though, the term true love...
*This story is written by Dice Casden and Kristi as apart of our D&K Universe Collection* "Good evening and welcome to the 2010 Royal Rumble Gang Bang! Thank you joining us exclusively on WWE.com, we are live from the Phillips Arena in Atlanta, Georgia!" ECW Announcer Josh Mathews excitedly comments into the announce set as the camera pans throughout the co...
Chapter 1 She was gone now. Gone just now, and he was alone in their house, their home, and memories seemed to push in on him from every corner. They all seemed so dark now, too. Had it always been so? Twenty three years together. Gone now, shot down in flames, a once assumed destiny reduced to the lowest common denominator by depositions and endlessly fau...
Her gaze fell onto the wheels of her computer chair. The round blob of very dark gray plastic was covered by a thin hood, as if it were a real car tire that could throw up dirt. The color was supposed to be black, yet it was not nearly dark enough. Thousands of tiny little impurities in the surface kept the surface matte without reflection. Surely, this was...
"Of course not." Jessica said, "That'll be fun." "Chris?" Justine asked. Jessica looked up to see Chris standing before the sofa but rather than look at Justine he was looking at her. "Jess. I have to apologize to you." He said. "Letting everyone listen to your private affairs was wrong and I'm sorry ... and damn I'm embarrassing you again." Chis said. Je...
Authors Note: This is my entry in the "Winter Holidays Contest". There are some elements of the BDSM category in this story so if that is not to your taste perhaps choose a different story. If, however, you read and enjoy it please vote and leave a comment. Thank you very much to my friend, Margaret who proofread for me. ~ellie Chelsea's Twelve days of Chri...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...