An introductory note to readers, especially my Literotican followers. I am flattered and pleased by the reception of my stories, and thank one and all for their comments and suggestions - all such are very welcome. To all suggestions for sequels or follow-ups, those are under serious consideration. ABOUT THIS STORY - This is a longish story, but I think...
Authors Note This story was written for the National Novel Writing Month 2011 in November of that year and was completed on November 29th 2011, although the editing took a little longer, hence the slight delay from finishing to publishing the book. The setting for this story is a small town in the Midlands and is expressly designed to be around seventy sho...
Chapter Six "Dahlia?" I asked in a shocked voice, while still trying to wrap my mind around the possibility. It wasn't possible, was it? She sniffled, "Yes, master. It's me." I wanted to hug her tight and never let go, I wanted to drop her on the floor, and I wanted to fuck her brains out again. I did none of that, and just stood there frozen for a second...
My name is Mark Thompson and I was born and raised in a small town a few miles southeast of Houston, Texas. My parents, Michael and Kerrie Thompson, were both professionals that commuted back and forth into Houston every day. They were both attorneys, but my father however, was a federal judge. My mother had no political ambitions therefore; she chose to be...
Synopsis: Ralph Bronson walked into the gaming store and checked out the board for gamers who were looking for more players. He just moved to this area of Colorado Springs. He was looking for like-minded gamers. He was told of a beautiful woman in one of the gaming rooms who is interviewing people for her gaming group. What happens next was truly unexpected....
*** Hey guys, the first (and shorter) split of what was originally chapter 8. More to follow. Fair warning, this chapter has pseudo-incest themes again. Thanks to Lunarlilith for editing. Enjoy. *** Chris' muscles heaved, beads of sweat dislodging, combining, and running down his bare skin. A salty, miniature flash flood, gaining momentum before...
Assassins, and then Sparanztlo, the Seventh Hell by T.J.Skywind © Please note that this chapter contains some very dark elements, including sections of indirectly describing torture and non-consensual male on male anal rape. While I am not personally a fan of BDSM, I am aware enough to know that those practitioners are generally ethical in their behavi...
In the quiet, backwater system of Halderon IV, the old war horse had been put to pasture. She floated majestically in geostationary orbit over the gas giant that star maps called HV-16 and the locals called Lesvous. A bevy of smaller ships darted around the system, all of them hopelessly obsolete by modern standards, consigned to system defense duty and anti...
The Lesbian Misadventures of Parker Posey, 'Don't Call Me Indie Film Queen Heh heh hello! Thank you for taking the time to read this, my first story! And while it is my first, I've had years of writing experience in wrestling role playing leagues. I'm an amateur only in a sense. I've worked hard here to write a sexy story that'll be enjoyable to you all,...
Chapter 5 The next thing that I knew, Desiree was on her knees in front of me, putting her lips around my cock to suck me as hard as a vacuum cleaner (okay, not that hard, but you get the idea). She never could deny me anything, aside from her one attempt at monogamy, which hadn't lasted. Even then, I get the feeling that if push came to shove, she'd simply...