Ever since I shifted to Bombay, 'dating' in the true sense of the word had left my life. My sex life was primarily going around town with friends to various parties, meeting guys and hooking up. But a year and a half ago, life took an interesting turn. It's around the time I stopped writing on Literotica as well, because a new man was about to enter my lif...
Clark Stevens was a pillar of society; a well-known financier looked up to by many with envy, but he had a fetish which no amount of money could pay for. He had a daughter of his own, and had had more than a passing interest in the friends she often brought home with her; the pool in the garden visible from an upstairs window, where he would nurse his erect...
Chloe worked at the drug store on the corner, selling painkillers to the happy geriatrics that lived in the home nearby. She wasn't perfect, at least by her own standards. Her hips were a little too round, her tummy pooched out like Buddhas', and her thick, stocky legs were designed for running across vast Scottish moors, hurdling sheep and the like. She alw...
A Pack of Tales Copyright © 2013 Naoko Smith Thank you so much to Bramblethorn for continuing to support my writing in spite of the many demands on your time. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This series will include two kinds of chapters: story chapters, called '(sto...
Jennifer exited the house via the back door. The loud party music was shut off when she shut the door behind her. She descended into the clean and serene backyard which was illuminated by security lights. The pool had been drained off. She was still wearing her party dress that would have made her look exquisite in the bright lights if not for the ugly frown...
He'd seen lots of girls riding big bikes over the years. It wasn't an uncommon thing these days. The yellow Sportster that flew by got his attention. He was hooking down the road at almost eighty on his full dressed 74, and it passed him like he was standing still! He cracked the throttle and took out in pursuit of the smaller bike. He caught up with it in...
Having been married only about a year, Mary and I are still fairly carefree and open, not having fallen into the "routine" that many couples experience after having been married a few years. We had just moved to the Seattle area just under a week ago, and we were still learning our way around town. Since it was early June, the newness of the nice sunny weath...
Chapter 06: Convergence Pol Jorgensen sat in his office in the Foreign Ministry and looked at the latest round of political cartoons spread out across his desk. They mocked Islam, again -- or so it had been alleged in newspapers across the Middle East -- and now decades of work building Danish credibility throughout the Middle East was literally going up i...
Epilogue Sandra found herself in a drugged daze lying on a pile of hessian sacks that seemed to rock to a gentle rhythm beneath her. As more of her senses returned to her she realised she was in a goods wagon on a train. Her body seemed slow to respond to her brains instructions as her head turned slowly to take in her surroundings and to assess what was ha...
"A...Akash," I said, still a little out of breath. I was more startled at seeing him there than anything I guess, but he'd definitely taken his shower a lot quicker that I'd expected. Or maybe it was my sense of time that had become warped, engrossed as I had been in seeing the spectacle next door. "Varsha," he said. A statement of fact, no inflection at al...