Well hello again. I'm not going to rehash the reasons for my extended absence. If you don't know, and you're interested, it's on my profile page. I will only say again that it's not an excuse. I don't think I need to make an excuse. Having said that, I do want to apologize. It is not fair to have left off this. , and even though it is understandable why i...
*****Hi dear readers, it's DM23 with a new chapter waiting for you. For those of you are still confused as to what Sorceress' powers are, let me explain before you read the story. Just like Dictator Jones her powers affects the mind of whoever she attacks. However, unlike Dictator Jones, Sorceress' powers of illusion focus heavily on the five senses: sight,...
Hi all, Annabelle here with something new and different! This tale was originally going to be a short story, but it ended up becoming a novel instead. It is about an Arachne (half human, half spider) in hiding finding companionship with a troubled Vietnam vet in the early 1970s. It was a fun challenge to write (as I wasn't alive in the seventies), so I hope...
Hi all! Back again with the next chapter of HFHM! New to the story? You want to start at Chapter One. This story has plenty of sex and plot, so you'll still get plenty of the good stuff. Returning reader? Welcome back, lovelies! I think one of the best things about writing this story has been seeing familiar names and faces in the comments. I'm so happy th...
Day one: Afternoon Police Captain Daniel Vega was driving through his old neighborhood. Some gang members were gathering in the alleys, smoking pot and drinking in plain view. It was only 5:30 pm. How has it come to this? he thought. Not many years ago, this had been a safe place to walk around. Now, anybody that passed through these streets, even in t...
This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the seventh chapter in an interracial cuckold story. If you haven't read the previous chapters, I encourage you to do so, but I'm confident you'll enjoy it as a standalone too. The use of the "n" wo...
Author's Note: This case appeared in 1-2 chapter installments in '09. It has not been edited but has been re-uploaded as a single piece due to some continuity errors on my part uploading it piecemeal the first time. __________________________________ September in Chicago was my favorite time of year. Summer still reigned, but the leaves held that promise...
The following story is based on characters and events from "First Time Fun on the Farm" and "Retro Moresome." Prologue +++++ Home from another uneventful workday, I flipped through the daily mail until I stopped at a greeting card sized envelope addressed to Ms. Barbara Rogers. "Okay, this looks suspicious." Having been married and residing under my marrie...
Sequel to What are the odds? Dear reader. This is set in Australia. We spell colour, with a 'u'. We have arses. We are sometimes arses. OK, most of the time we are arses. 'Shit' is one of our most versatile words. 'Fuck' is punctuation and sometimes 'Cunt' is a diminutive sobriquet. "Naw, lookit the little cunt." I'm sorry in advance for the legwork you may...
1. JASON. The Windowless Building sits in the grassy valley below our house, at the edge of the woods, on a tract of land that is leased out to a local rancher. The woods cover the hills at the edges of the valley, old-growth gnarled oaks with thick, twisting branches from which moss dangled and under which thick green miners lettuce and lush grass grew. Fr...