Milos Drake was and had been a wizard for the past sixty years and came from a family of wizards that had always lived in the village of Hazelwood. He was young for his age for the average life of the wizards in the village was four hundred years, give or take a few decades. Unless, like in the case of his parents, some unforeseen accident occurs like trying...
Chapter 34: Ruthie and Sean It was late on a Wednesday afternoon in mid June when Mom and I pulled into Felicity, Texas. We had ample parking place at the seaside resort and I easily found a slot for Mom's SUV and the attached trailer. Our room had with two queen beds, a recliner and a sofa in the room. Our window overlooked the sea and had a table and two...
Chapter 1 I smiled as I heard her complaining. She had been accosted by a homeless man, wanting a few dollars for bus fare, and she felt so bad she had given him a five, only to see him go into a Seven Eleven and buy a pack of cigarettes. He came out tapping the pack, looked up, saw her, gave a sheepish grin, and walked down the street. "Well, damn, Jen, w...
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year Chapter 27: Work and Fun in Sydney When we opened the door, we heard a noise and suddenly Mary Ann appeared. She had flowers and a vase in her hand and was as surprised as we were. "I expected you an hour later. I'd have finished everything and would have been gone!" Maureen went over to her, took the flowers out...
Prologue. Late Summer 1943 – Suffolk, England. Katie opened the front door and froze. A grim faced postman stood on the doorstep with an ominous looking telegram in his hand. He silently handed it to her, and Katie shut the door before he had a chance to offer her his sympathy. She had been expecting this, she had not heard from Stephen for many months, sh...
Mickie's POV BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I look over to my right and see the numbers on the alarm clock on the bedside table flashing to signal that it is 7:30am time for me to get up when the in point of fact I have been up for hours..........Ok that's a lie the fact of the matter is I have been awake all night. I h...
Fear isn't something I let control me. Sure, I'm not a bodybuilder, I'm kind of small for my gender, but I can handle myself. One on one. Being the target of a lynching had never crossed my mind until my girlfriend dragged me along to Las Vegas to attend a convention of the National Lesbian Alliance. I was thinking about this new-found fear when my girlfrie...
Pt 4. Categories: Consensual, Group, Anal, Toys, Love. 36. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to upset you!" She cried, "I-I was feeling the muscles, I-I don't have muscles like that, I'm quite weak and would love to be stronger." "You can feel them if you want to Ashley, I'll show you if you want, I'm proud of what I've achieved so far" she said tentatively. "I...
A Sweet Young Girl, a battle-hardened Space Marine, a meeting in a Club, and you all know the Story… * © 2020 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story, although she's really not sure she wants to admit to that. The following is a work of fiction. All characters are fictional. So far....
The 'A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song' event is a challenge for authors to write a story inspired by a piece of music or song, where the brief is broad and the point is to use music 'to create something new and unique.' On this note, I'd like to thank Literotica author carrteun for organising this challenge. And Laurel, who runs Literotica, let's no...