Categories: Slow start, historical abuse and violence, sex toys, all sex, threesome, love. Chapter One. My name is Jeffrey but I prefer Jeff, never mind the last name (you'll understand the reasoning for that later). I am thirty and still single, much to my mother's distress. I've had a few girlfriends, a couple have been quite serious but it never quite w...
LUCKY JACK Being the misadventures of one of life's losers. Chapter One: Jack the Despicable! * WARNING TO NEW READERS- This is a rambling, VERY British story which although being totally a work of fiction is partially based on a true confession told to me many years ago. The theme was made into a short story in the 1990s but has recently been modernized...
CHAPTER ONE: SUNDAY. An unexpected meeting in the cemetery. Tim Bloomfield put a sketchbook, soft pencils, stanley knife, eraser and pens into a plastic carrier bag, walked carefully down the stairs from his flat, let himself out of his front door tucked between a pizza restaurant and an estate agent, and crossed the road under a hot June sun to the entra...
Categories: Oral, anal, Group, Love. 23. Showered, dressed and fed, I left around nine am and headed home arriving in forty minutes. I did the usual security checks and parked in the garage and found the girls in the lounge. Maddy jumped up and ran to give me a big hug and kiss. "How did it go?" She asked, two questions in one, the sneaky minx. "Pretty g...
Dear Readers, Firstly, this is a resubmission. This story was first posted under 'Romance,' as a celebration of exceeding 500 followers on Literotica. Despite the fact this story, at its core is about two people who fall in love (and have lots of sex), it was not well received. A rather vocal but small group of people made it their business to not read the...
Author's Note: This started out with a grand design. My plans went awry quickly. Hopefully, my meandering doesn't offend. Many thanks to Tim413413 for making it readable. * Freedom. It was the only word that described the feeling. I stood outside the double doors of the courthouse and smiled up at the sky. It was a dreary gray, but for me, it felt like a...
Of Self and Selfishness I grew up in a rural area. Not middle of nowhere rural, we had a town of several thousand people only a twenty minute drive away. Our little village, population maybe fifty, was mostly retired farmers. The only other kid my age was Michele and we became best friends. It stayed that way through primary school, which was located halfwa...
*Thank you all for reading. This turned out to be a very long chapter that I have split into two. The second half will be up in a couple of days. A hug thank you to MaximusTheMad for editing this chapter for me!* ***** "I want you to be happy with me Drago," Abrielle's voice caressed his ears and he clutched the bars ignoring the pain in his hands. "Let...
Part I - Prelude "Bing! Bong!" The doorbell jolted me out of my Sudoku puzzle trance. I quickly tightened my robe around me as I made my way to the front door. I was expecting a caller, but it was a little earlier than we had agreed - about 25 minutes early. I opened the door to the smiling face of what looked at first glance to be a teenager about 5 foot...
Prologue Even after all these years, she didn't really know what she was or why she did the things she did. She was like a programmed machine -- programmed to do one thing, and she did it damned well. She knew there were others out there like her, but she had never met them. At least not in a conscious state. Legend had it that succubae and incubi came to...