The thought came to Mrs Lix as she was driving home. The radio was playing "Eleanor Rigby". "All the lonely people, where do they all come from?" warbled a mop-topped Macca. "There are." She said to herself, thinking of the people that she knew. Lots of single women, with just their vibe for company. A lot of them were happier that way, but still... She sa...
Well, quite frankly, it's like this, for a wild, sexy, erotic web site Literotica sure has its share of uptight and even prudish people. Wow, carry a story over between several story categories and you'd think you were a mass murderer given the variety of responses you get. Why even a fairly tame fetish like masturbating while listening to women change in a...
PFFFFFFTTTTTTT Rick rolled over to shut off his alarm. A novelty alarm he had purchased for 100 pts, which had an actual recording of a fart from Governess Victoria. He wiped his eyes and walked over to the bathroom, thinking about how special today was going to be. For almost a year, he had been saving up points to purchase a night with Veronica Burns, one...
The program begins with a disclaimer that reads: The following program explores diverse sexual lifestyles. It documents the lengths to which people will go to express themselves ... and to connect with others. Over different shots of BDSM, Michelle, a young girl with black hair and a pierced bottom lip, explains that once she started questioning her sexuali...
Previously in Tomb Raider Uncharted: Sailing her expensive yacht on the sparkling seas of Miami, Florida served as a luxurious diversion for Lara Croft as she waited for a gangbanger who carried an ancient Assyrian key she required. On boarding the boat with gangsters and drug sealers Ms Croft acquired her little trinket by force, and when she went below...
Author's Note: The original title of this story was A DARK AND TERRIBLE STALKER OF THE NIGHT. Unfortunately, Literotica's title requirements rendered this moot. For those of you new here, one does not need to read the first Alpha and Omega story, but it may help. And if you enjoy this story, check out my bio and find the others. Now, at the time of the writi...
Jenna lay in the darkness, too horny to sleep. Forty minutes ago, she had begged Oliver to fuck her, but he had refused. "Come back tonight," he'd invited. She had persisted, insisting that she wanted it now. "Just a quickie," she'd begged. "Won't be that quick," he had warned her. "And it's high summer. Nights are short and the days are long." Jenna ha...
I see you lying there, dear Christina, in your pale pink negligee. Your breath in measured rhythm as you lie sleeping in your very elegant four poster bed... with the exception that you're all alone in that mansion of yours. For some obscure reason, you left your window open on this very warm summer night... and it is the right time to take you as my bride....
Summertime was always my favorite time of year; warm days of bright sunlight seemingly dragging on and on until evening settled its cloak of purple and golden shadow upon the land as if to smother the heat of the day in its balmy folds. Today, however, I hardly notice the sharp smell of eucalyptus and the mustiness of hot dust in the air. I shield my eyes wi...
"To some death comes as an Angel of Mercy, to release them from suffering, to ease them into the last long sleep. Often, after illness it is said that death comes as 'a blessing'. But, in the end death always comes as a thief in the night; unexpected, unwanted, unwelcomed." The minister looked out over the sea of faces. The Chapel of Rest was full to bursti...