(Thanks to PokingFun for her editing on both this and last chapter - sorry PF) (Thanks also to Bryan, Charles and John for help with feedback and ideas and this and last chapter) *The Titanic was sunk by snowflakes that fell long before mankind first forged iron* *Yes* I had made the pledge to abandon my society. The message deleted itself. "Who was it?...
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Many thanks to Literotica author ‘englander1961' for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Thanks to Literotica author ‘KY r...
Before I say another word... write another word, to be more accurate... I have to warn you that I am crazy. I don't mean to say that I'm completely, madly cackling, drooling, out of touch with reality, eating flies, crazy. Perhaps that occurs later down the road, or perhaps not. No, I mean to say that I know I'm not completely in touch with reality. I am ver...
Some people in this world live a life of extremes. This story is about one of them, told through their own eyes. I get really horny when I'm aggravated. Sometimes when I'm pissed off, sometimes when I'm antsy. Every time the girl from the end of the block walks by I get a huge hard on. Like a lightning bolt. The tv articles and books say I'm a sexual preda...
As the professor turns his back to write his next item on the board, my cell phone rings, the class laughs as the music of Bon Jovi emanates from my pocket. Sheepishly I pull the phone out, not knowing the person on the line I answer it with a meek little voice. "Hello." "Hi, this is Sarah Branson, I know we haven't had the courtesy but I saw your ad in th...
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Dough, cash, bucks, scratch, dollars, pesos, script, moolah, marigolds, macaroni, bacon, bread, greenbacks, coin, smackers, C-notes, yards, Benjamins, sawbuck, double sawbuck, fin, cabbage, clams, bills, and wad, whatever you call it and by now you know it, I'm writing about money. We all want it but so few o...
The week that Martha would be released to me had finally arrived. I would be going alone to Arthur's Estate in Martha's Vineyards to get her. Arthur would be flying home from Australia from a business trip and she would be waiting for me there. In the event that he was delayed I was to wait for him and Maud would see to my needs. A point of clarificat...
Hello everyone. First off I would like to apologies for this chapter to the story being late. I suffered a sprained elbow in late June and had to rest it for a couple of weeks. Then, my spell of bad luck continued when I contracted a virus that's been making the rounds here in the UK. I did get people's messages and feedback and I'm sorry for not replying...
Chapter 1. 1800 feet above the Chicago lakefront, Matt gazed eastward over Lake Michigan and reflected that he was having the time of his life. He had just finished having an interview lunch with Kathy; a fresh college graduate applying for a secretarial job at his law firm, and realized Kathy was one of the most beautiful and charming persons he had ever m...