Everything was in slow motion now. The background noise seemed so far away as I knelt down on the sideline and watched the game. I glanced up at the clock and watched one second tick away. It felt like one hour. My head thumped as my heart pounded the blood through skull. This was far worse than the feeling I had when I was playing and the game was tight. I...
Dear Literotica readers. As it's been three months since I posted Part I, I suggest you read Part I before reading this. I apologize for taking so long to post this conclusion. Since I finished the first installment, I have gone through changing jobs, moving to a different state [still in the mountains] and consolidating all the things we accumulated through...
CHAPTER ONE ONE A thick strand of drool glimmered in the light. It stretched from his cock to her hungry tongue as he playfully pulled it from her eager mouth. She was naked, lying flat on her back on the dining room table, each limb tied to a table leg. Her head was not allowed to rest on the table; instead, around her neck she wore a collar and he held t...
This story was inspired by a suggestion of a Literotica member, as well as an episode of "30 Rock," in which the characters produced an episode of MILF Island. This story has a substantial element of mature (young men with older women) as well as CFNM, but with the MILF celebrities and the references to the television series, it belongs in the celebrity sect...
"Here? Now?" There was disbelief in the girl's voice, as if she'd misunderstood. As if she'd misheard. As if she'd misinterpreted her new station. It was as if the conversation that had preceded the instruction had been a purely rhetorical exercise, or as if they'd been talking about someone else. She couldn't possibly comply. Not here. Not now. Abigail...
Thanks to those who have read the previous 3 LIAR stories. The first chapter of this fourth installment tries to bring readers up to date. While you can read this story separately, it is helpful for background to read the first three installments. Thanks to "Andrew Martin" for reading and offering some edits to bring this together. Hope you enjoy this inst...
Life was good; I had fun with my children, I was reasonably secure financially, enjoyed my job at the school, and I suddenly had a far more interesting relaxation technique to 'deal with stress'. I had a reasonable social life based around lots of friends, many of which I'd got custody of after the break up -- which again I think says as much about Parker a...
*Author's note: I think the title for this story is fine, but I thought seriously about calling it The Things We Do For Love because it really is amazing what people will do love. The female main character in this story (fictitiously) did something for her ex-husband I have personally experienced (and written about in another genre), so it's not all that f...
A small red headed woman stood in the back of the church and sent of book hymns flying towards the casket that lay covered with roses underneath the altar at the front of the church. The book hit the casket, hard, and bounced onto the floor, sliding to a stop at the feet of the man who was currently speaking. He knelt, a grin hidden beneath his veil of blond...
My muse threatens to kill me in my sleep if I don't write more dark elf slave fictions. Please enjoy your best. Other stories are delayed due to pressure in my mind to finish this. Summary: Dark Elf slave business, in a relatively light setting but a shit ton of sex. THREE LASHES GUILD To see a Svartalf village, just follow the coffles of naked captives....