Author's Note: Happy new year. For those who've been waiting for new stuff of mine, I'm sorry to leave you hanging. Life and work are complicated. I've also been trying to finish some non literotica.com projects. I know that some were awaiting Captured by the Elves part 2. It's damn near done. I know: way too long a wait. I'm going to make another alteration...
Chapter Four: A History Lesson I stood by the window, looking down at the courtyard. Frost-bitten leaves compact against the earth. I thought about how I woke up this morning—er, afternoon. The first thing I'd done was look down at my hand which, sure enough, had more inky-black spirals. I'd been back in my own bed, in my own dorm. Chloe had been cree...
Parallel Dimensions Jake Barlow looked at the dark storm clouds overhead as yet another flash of lightening lit up the sky. Pulling the collar of his coat up to protect his neck from the cold wind and rain he scurried down the street before turning gratefully into the small antique shop that was his destination. It was not a day to be out in the weather but...
The Ride 10. Sometime in late July, the first year. My hair splayed out around me as the trickling flow of the stream lifted and carried it. Soothed by the water, my body warmed in the desert sun. I held Tom's hand and squeezed with love. We had been lying in the creek for nearly half an hour, letting our tired bodies come back to themselves after fucking...
Chapter Thirteen: Reap the whirlwind It seemed like I'd only just fallen asleep when the house exploded in light and noise. It was after I sat bolt upright in bed, I discovered that it was only my head that exploded. I winced in pain and covered my ears as some horrible cacophony, at what sounded like 150 decibels, blared from the portable CD player sitting...
Almost. Getting there. This time. Oh, dear god, have him take me . . . there . . . this time! Panting hard, rubbing her clit to beat the band, concentrating on him moving inside her, she began to emit little yipping sounds. Tightening up, just . . . about . . . And then Kurt jerked and shuddered and rolled off to the side and stared up at the ceiling. "I ....
I was 42 when my marriage fell apart. I'm Tom Sinclair, and I was a senior manager in a large government office in the north of England. After my wife told me she was leaving me for a man fifteen years her junior I felt pretty depressed. I no longer had any family in the area, and a lot of our mutual friends tended to avoid me, too embarrassed to look me in...
I was rearranging the tray of necklaces under the glass counter top when I heard the door chime. Looking up, I frowned a bit as 2 large black men came into the shop and glanced around. Dark glasses covered their eyes and they were both dressed exactly alike in dark suits with matching ties. I could see the earpieces in their right ears, and noticed that one...
/* */ Chapter 13—Still More Fitting Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: After the rehearsal and dinner, things quieted down. This was mostly because Dad is a difficult interview and everyone else was out of town. Friday was sort of the dress rehearsal for the party on the lawn. Once everything was set up, a lot of the booths were opened for the Amish to u...
True story. Oh okay, there's a few embellishments, but you're granted some of those when you get older. I've only told this one to my wife. I don't know whom Julie told, but no one ever ragged on me about it, and the pictures never surfaced. This was an event in my life that I consciously attempted to erase from my memory. It was just not the sort of sexual...