Life as a psychiatrist in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, can certainly be more thrilling than I would have thought possible. My name is Minerva Suleiman and I'm a Lebanese Christian woman living in our nation's fair Capital. I moved to Ottawa from my hometown of Montreal, Quebec, after graduating from McGill University. I wanted some peace and quiet, after the...
This is my first voyage into the world of literotica. Please let me know what you think. Ch 1 There was a knock at the door. "Shit." Kevin quickly stuffed himself back in and zipped his jeans. He hit the stop button and quickly changed the channel. As he went to answer the door he thanked God that he had yet to become fully aroused. Kevin opened the door...
About 4 months and 80 pound later, Christi was at her restaurant, the Hungry House. After she graduated from college, her wealthy father helped her purchase an empty building which she turned into one of the popular eateries in the city. The money she made there was easily more than enough to support both her and John, although she didn't like talk about tha...
The following involves marital infidelity. If such storylines offend you, then please skip reading and move on to some other story. She had never intended to be an unfaithful wife, Kathy Franklin thought to herself as she backed her car out of the dark driveway and began the drive home. The notion had barely crossed her mind during the eleven years that...
I didn't want to go; I really didn't. But now here I was, driving alone down the interstate on my way to my grandma's house at 9 o'clock at night. For the past month my parents had insisted we make this two hour drive to her house, assuring me that I would be glad I'd gone once I got older, for her years were numbered. Don't get me wrong, I loved my grandma....
Chapter 9 Gary in the countryside Gary had always enjoyed a ramble. The desire to ramble naked had come rather later in his life but the pleasures of countryside walking had been with him since a boy. In part he did enjoy the solitude. It was not that he did not sometimes walk with other people but it was good to be free to walk at his own pace and immerse...
[Disclaimer: This story contains a sexual situation suitable for mature audiences. Though I personally am not offended by younger people enjoying my work, laws tend to see it otherwise. So if it is illegal for you to view erotic literature, or if you do not wish to view erotic literature that pertains to lying maidens, sinful thoughts, and unintentional impr...
A word of warning: This story isn't meant to stand on its own, using characters that have quite a bit of history in my continuous private universe. In the late spring of the year 2088, somewhere between Rotterdale, NC and Springfield, OH, "Fuck that shit." Tristan has been known for better trains of thought in his life. This one time he stopped doubting...
Katie Monk, dressed in those kind of pink shorts that flair out in a cute way at the bottoms and with her magnificent top crammed into a plain white shirt that threatened to have its buttons blown off by tit pressure, looked up the street and finally smiled. She spotted Rick's cream and red 1959 Lincoln convertible approaching a low speed. Mick always drove...
Chapter 1 Thankfully, it was a slow day. In my line of work most days are slow and usually I hope they aren't. But my secretary was on vacation and my girlfriend, Brielle, was substituting for her. Don't get me wrong, Brielle is a good kid, and I do mean kid, she was eleven years younger than me, almost nineteen. Sweet as she could be considering her father...