Before I say another word... write another word, to be more accurate... I have to warn you that I am crazy. I don't mean to say that I'm completely, madly cackling, drooling, out of touch with reality, eating flies, crazy. Perhaps that occurs later down the road, or perhaps not. No, I mean to say that I know I'm not completely in touch with reality. I am ver...
The funeral for my husband of five years has just ended. He was handsome and much older, two of my favorite attributes for a man to marry. He was also very rich. We were in love, gave each other what we wanted, especially in bed. Nothing denied. We even brought others into bed - a woman for him to have or to watch me with, a man for me, and a few times even...
Author's Note: I struggled with whether this was a "First Time" or a "Mature" story. In the end, I suppose it's about love and coming of age. So here it is. ***** I was there when Laura Hollander learned of the death of her husband. I was cleaning the Hollanders' pool, and Laura was sitting at the patio table reading a magazine when the doorbell rang. That...
FAWC 2 :The Golden Ring (Author's note: (This story is a submission to the second Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on August 16th, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each story in this challenge is centered around a random determination of four "mystery ingred...
This happens to be my first story, ever. It may be one of very few, if not my only one. There are some very strong cuckolding themes to this story. I've tried my best to push the limits of the jealousy and self-depreciation that, as I feel, drives to the root of cuckolding's eroticism. For many, this may not be your cup of tea. Or, for many still, you may no...
Chapter 3: Reconciliation of the Sis The next morning Sarah noticed the huge bruise forming on my ass from my spill to the floor, a casualty of war. When Pepper eventually noticed it, I was going to tell her I slammed into a wall in a klutzy moment. I couldn't tell her I got it at practice because she was there watching me most days! During school that d...
One month before my thirtieth birthday I thought my life was over. As any other female who's worn my shoes can tell you, being single, recently divorced, and childless is a recipe for clinical depression in any woman about to celebrate their third decade of life. I began thinking about terrifying concepts like biological clocks, online dating, and battery op...
Hello fellow Lit readers, and thank you for the comments and interest in this work. I apologize for keeping you waiting for the next installment. I'm involved in another project and it's taking up a lot of time. I just hate it when 'real life' gets in the way of your fun, don't you? Well, I think you get the basic theme of this story, so now... it's your tu...
Toni watched Mason walk away still in shock by the kiss on the cheek. There was nothing even remotely erotic about it but it felt nice. Toni closed the door, locked it and set the alarm before checking on Jamie, he was lying on his side sound asleep. Toni stood by his bed and watched him for a few minutes before going to her own room. She had been in the pro...
"Miss Clarkston, I put your messages on your desk for you," the slim receptionist told her when she walked down the hall from the conference room. "Thank you Stephanie," Mikhaila smiled at her, glancing at her watch. "Emily's going to be busy for about fifteen more minutes. Just send my calls back to my office until she's done if you would." The receptioni...