Thanks to RexBrookdale for editing this story. * Chapter 1 Seema was a beautiful young woman, although if you told her so she would never have believed you. Maybe it was because of her last relationship. She and Jay had dated for five years. He'd had an alcohol problem of which she often fell victim; when angry he had constantly degraded her worth and pu...
(fictional story about fictional characters in the public domain) This story takes place after the last episode of the series. As Sharona Fleming went over her final wedding arrangements in her head, she couldn't help pausing and, once again, be amazed at how immensely the Dexter Larson case had affected her life. Dexter Larson had been the Hugh Hefner-...
A huge thank you to my editor Tex Beethoven for another amazing job and collaboration, thank you Tex you rock!!! Book 1 Chapter 24 The rest of the week passed quickly, with their days spent in Enforcer training and learning their Pack responsibilities; time moved along rapidly, and Friday evening was once again upon them. Dante and Lily were preparing to...
PS: as usual from my lawyer: names, places, incidents are all fictional and used for entertainment purposes only. Any similarity is purely coincidental and unintended ... blah blah blah, enjoy the show folks! ******************** "Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!" Adam thought franticly as he hid behind a pallet of tile clutching the department phone to his chest. The ba...
Note- I have been enjoying the repeats of Honey West on English television lately and had this idea. I do not own the rights to the stories or movies of Honey West, Shaft or Cleopatra Jones. This is totally made up by myself for no monetary gain. x Dedicated to the memories of Anne Francis and Tamara Dobson. xxx New York City, 1971. Honey West was hard...
That morning, Lily Hollister had woken up early. Four o'clock, well south of the usually noonish wake-up call of the idle rich. Her fingers brushed over her body, lightly touching the acres of bare skin inside her thin tanktop, her boxer shorts... her legs went forever before getting to the socks she wore like a mocking talisman of modesty. 'For warmth.' H...
Winter comes to Ottawa, Ontario. Just another day for me. I look out the window from my apartment in the neighborhood of Vanier, right across from the Park. There's snow everywhere. Hard to believe that it was bitterly cold yet dazzlingly bright yesterday. I get up, and walk from the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. Another year has gone by, and I'm s...
Alex walked into the bar thinking 'Great another night of drinking and debauchery – fun – Not!' Hey he was as red blooded as the next guy and usually he loved pissing up with his mates, but tonight he really wasn't in the mood. It was still early and therefore quiet, not too many people about. He knew that in a couple of hours that would change and the place...
When I originally wrote this, I wrote it to the lyrics of J.Geils Band "Centerfold". I included the lyrics in the story as bridges from paragraph to paragraph. For copyright reasons and Literotica rules, I needed to remove most of the lyrics. If you know the song, you know the lyrics anyway ... I hope you enjoy. ############## "She was pure like snowfl...
Days passed and I still hadn't been punished for saying "no" to my Master... In the delirium of my slut training, the word just slipped out and I couldn't take it back. It hung there for a moment and faded. I wondered where it had gone. His reaction was only of mild shock and I realized how much I was his property; it made me happy that he truly never expect...