This is a work of pure fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Likewise, any resemblance to any actual circumstance in anyone's life is also coincidental. Also, be advised that some of the information contained herein has been garnered from the internet and we all know how accurate that is; so with that in mind, feel free...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This is the twelfth episode in a multi-part story. It is the fifth chapter of Linda's cruise with Bradley but you should read Chapter 01 first, at least to where Linda gets off the shuttle, so you can see how these cruises started and get introduced to the characters then read Chapter 08 for the beginning of Linda's cruise. I hope you enjoy the journey. **...
I've submitted this in the romance section because that what I believe it is. A Romance which toys in part with erotic couples and group sex. But ultimately it is the story of the conclusion of a thirteen year romance. This is the third part of this story - I strongly recommend you to read the previous parts first, it's not going to make a lot of sense othe...
Tunnel of Love is an album by Bruce Springsteen. All lyrics referenced in this story are from that album. This story first posted as a ten-part series titled The Chanceys. After some time off and with the benefit of hindsight and reader feedback, I went back and edited the story as a whole—something I was not able to do as I was writing and posting chapters...
He drove us. He was sober, I felt light-headed. Warm in the car. After a few minutes, "Take off your dress. Now." As we drove through the night. I looked at him and giggled. He was being serious. That sudden ache. He was waiting. My mouth dry. Luckily it wasn't built up. Only a few houses. The summer night not much past twilight. Undid the safety belt. Twis...
Warning: Contains The Walking Dead spoilers. "Mmm oh baby" cooed Teyonah Parris, laying flat on a kingsized bed, her hands cuffed to the slats of the headrest with white fur handcuffs, a matching satin mask over her eyes. Lacy white suspenders held up a pair of stockings to match and white stilettos adorned her feet. Her girlfriend Christina Hendricks w...
My deepest thanks to SouthPacific for his editing skills, this story reads allot better with his help. I had some real trouble deciding on a category for this one. The first page or so will lead you to believe it should sit firmly in one category, but when you read it to the end you will think it could well sit in another. Just a shame that it can't go into...
I live on the outskirts of Charlotte. It's not suburban or rural, ruban, maybe? Just enough distance between neighbors so you can have all the privacy you want. Not enough distance so you can get to know your neighbors if you want. That's what this story is about, my neighbors. They moved into a large house down the road that had been vacant for more than a...
Thanks, as always, to my awesome team. My editors are PapaKilo14, Hale1, Olddave1951, Pixel the Cat and GeorgeAnderson. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. Thank you, gentlemen. Love you all. This is an older story, not posted on Literotica. If you have read it, thank you, and you need not rea...