"Sigh, do we have to?" Kate Warmer's eternally bored husband Knight settled into his usual couch stupor. She wasn't having any of it. "Knight, we haven't gone on vacation in ages. I'm packing my bags, you can come along with me if you like." "Ugh, fine. Whatever." Kate quickly flicked through her wardrobe. "No..." One bra, two bra, red bra, blue bra....
The sandwich board man was there again. Every Saturday and most weekdays shoppers would see old George Timpson doing the rounds in the town square and at The Mall Shopping Centre. Most regulars knew of him and looked forward to sharing the odd joke and seeing the trademark top hat and multi-coloured jacket. He was a regular feature and if he didn't have a pr...
Superf****er Volume 5: Trapped I could barely pick my head up from the bar far enough to order another double scotch. Not because I was drunk, although I was trying very hard to become such, but because I was despondent. Nineteen years from today, the Earth was going to be hit by an antimatter comet and the entire inner half of your solar system would be ob...
It was Friday afternoon, and the middle of summer. That meant half the staff at the agency was off, and probably at the beach. Raven told me today was special, and I would have to wait until after work to find out why. So I waited, patiently. There wasn't much I could do, so I put my feet up on my desk. I intended to nap. But suddenly a voice said, "There's...
"A hundred grand bonus?" asked Brian with raised eyebrows. "Son of a bitch." He pushed the button. Scott just grinned and shrugged arrogantly, checking his watch. "You play in the big leagues, you make the big bucks. This is nothing, yet, though. I'm moving to Acquisitions next year, with Mandelson and Feldman." Brian just shook his head and grinned. "Yeah...
It's Earth Day and excuse me but it's me. You know, Earth? The planet you live on? So I figure why shouldn't I be able to go out and have a little fun for a change. I haven't had a date in geological ages, and if it weren't for the occasional comet dropping by, or a meteor shower, I wouldn't see anyone. Of course, the moon's always around, but she's so one-f...
I sit in the coffee shop/bookstore at the table I usually grab if nobody has beaten me to it. There is a chill in the air, so I wear a man's light blue cardigan over a long-skirted, summery dress. (This is the south, I rationalize, even as my teeth chatter). I am reading "The Mummy" for like the billionth time and for the billionth time I feel my pulse race...
Even princesses get punished. This is a fragment, if you want more background to this or to discover what I look like, or at least what parts of me look like, what types of panties I wear for Daddy, that kind of thing, log into the Literotica Forum where I started a thread, 'Being Daddy's princess,' to share various snippets of me and my life with you. Orig...
I have been an avid reader of Literotica for some time and while most of the stories are very good I have noticed that most are fictional. Nothing inspires sexual appetite like the imagination however I thought readers might like to hear about my story which is true. I have long wanted to tell it. I hope those who read it enjoy it as much as I did actually l...
Velt, Graff, and Veir Veir looked at the small vial with silvery dust in Kal's hand with curiosity. "You said that's dust from butterfly wings?" "Yes," Kal replied as he quickly cast the acclimation spell again. He wasn't getting cold yet but in a few minutes he would be stripping down out here in the snow before heading into Graff and Velt's den. "I'll ne...