Sitting on the edge of the bed with my foot nervously tapping against the ground, I wait anxiously for that knock on the door. I'd received the 5 minute warning about 5 minutes ago so any second now they would be here. Everything was in place for their arrival but the anticipation, crossed with anxieties, were beginning to have their effect on me. I wasn't c...
This is chapter 2 of Naveen Knights, a story inspired by a work no longer found on Literotica entitled The Virgin Princess. Where did it go? I mean, come on - how can you go wrong with an army of sex demons, a lovely but frustrated princess, a horny witch, an oddly perverse wizard, and a queen into S&M? (Ok, the queen is my idea - but it works) Sir Emrys Le...
This is the first part of a story about David's transition. It includes descriptions of oral and gay sex, shopping, and political intrigue. If you like it, there's more to come. ***** July 2015 Sara and Alexis left their dates at the dinner table while they went outside to have a cigarette. Neither of them fit the Vogue or Cosmo ideal of beauty, but neith...
To Carson's amazement, the expansive meaning of the guidance from the Tao was unfolding into startling clarity. "...and, who better to share this fascinating exploratory adventure with, the search for the erotic Fountain of Youth," Carson laughed to his Cosmic Companions, "than the ever so delightful little Sensia, his one and only Ms S!" Having come to gri...
Senior Year: Lily, Carol, and Bob have an interesting modus vivendi: Lily and Carol share an apartment, and Carol and Bob share Lily. Carol had met Lily at college, where they had been roommates during their senior year. By all appearances, Lily was a typical American co-ed of Asian extraction. With her bright smile and demure bearing, she won many friends...
The female voice behind me was firm and business like with the lightest lilt of an English or perhaps Scottish accent. "Are you Walter Shields, the private investigator?" I turned to look at her. She was a good solid woman, perhaps 30 or so, maybe 10 years younger than me. She was a little thick in the waist and possibly an extra couple of inches in the a...
Authors note: So here we go with chapter 3 & I'm afraid this one is a bit shorter. But before we continue Max's adventure I just wanted to thank you all for the positive feed-back both in the comments of my last chapter and via email! Then too, if there are readers familiar with my work on chyoo.com, you may notice I reintroduced ideas from the threads I wro...
Wednesday came, and so did Mark Welch, to the club. He paced around looking at the objects hanging on the wall. He scoffed and muttered things under his breath. Finally he said he could do a deal, but he was a bit short of the necessary funds. I knew handing over the money would make me the buyer, and it wasn't a good idea, but I made him think I hadn't thou...
Part One. Jon twisted the shower control and was rewarded with an ice cold gush of water in his face. "Have you got it warm enough yet?" came the whisper from the other side of the curtain. "No!" he gasped. "Just getting warm now," he added a few seconds later. The curtain parted, and Bianca slipped in beside him, and promptly positioned herself under...
He woke slowly, pulled from sleep by the tug on his wrists, arms stretched out unnaturally, lashes catching against something as he tried to open his eyes. The material on his face was stretchy, following the contour of nose and brow. Darkness was all he could make out. Something held his wrists, soft yet strong. And his ankles, he realised a second later,...