Tonight I have a plan for us, an itch that needs to be scratched. I've spent the last few hours leisurely showering and getting ready for you to get home. As I apply my lotion I imagine it's your hands touching me everywhere. I put on a long silky dress and watch some porn, lightly touching myself to make sure I'm completely ready. I light a few candles an...
Lucifer smiled on his throne, twirling a shot glass in one hand. The advent of the internet really was a boon for his domain. He watched as the two newest Succubi stumbled down the three visible steps that connected Heaven and Hell, beyond fucked. In the past the stairs would have been closed most of the time, but now it was pretty much open season. In the e...
I still remember very well the last words of my, unfortunately ex girlfriend last night, while she gave me yet another slap. She and I have not been together for over a year, since she dumped me because according to her, I was a coward. I didn't have the balls, she always said. But I still love her, and have since tried over and over to win her back. It alwa...
Chapter Twenty Two When I woke it seemed only seconds had passed, but I found myself in my room surrounded by my three lovers. "Is it too much to hope that was just the worst nightmare I've ever had?" They were a storm of emotions. Pierre was worried, but I could tell more for me than the situation, and he was wary of his brother. Julian was his usual pet...
© Daniel Quentin Steele 2011 Author's note: This is my Christmas story and I hope LIT readers enjoy it. I didn't submit for the Xmas contest because it doesn't meet the contest rules. On another matter, I was unaware that LIT rules prohibit providing information about off-site publication. There have been major developments in the When We Were Married story...
She had a Cheshire smile. It was meant for me and no one else in the crowded room. It made the bar lights dim as they considered the futility of their existence. It was a smile that kept secrets. She sat down beside me at a miraculously open stool. The working girls at the end of the bar wilted visibly; several looked like they were considering a career ch...
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place during Episode 13 of Season 1 of Supergirl. ***** Alex Danvers hadn't been sure what to expect inside of her little sister's head. What she first found broke her heart a little. Then she thought about...
Initiative to KK. In the brilliant moonlight, she stood just outside the blue tent's mosquito-net flap. The scene was, she thought, positively surreal. The landscape was lit with an uncanny white light, a perfect full moon at its absolute brightest pouring liquid silver down through the high-desert air, light so intense she could see colors, something she'...
The door to Vick's small one bed room apartment opened to the cool brisk air outside and the girls rushed in so they could swiftly close out the chill from the evening's northern windfall. Vick stopped briefly at her kitchen table and wrote down the 6 numbers she'd been repeating over again over again during the trip home, not wanting to forget them. Then s...
~~~^~~~ This story is focused on plot, with sex used to enhance and develop it. If you are looking for instant gratification, this is not for you, as sex is scarce in this chapter, although I promise loads to come. With that said, enjoy! ~~~^~~~ Slowly and silently, I crept up to my targets. They were standing at the beginning of a grand, opulent hall, fu...