Copyright © 2015 - 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or ar...
I've never really been one to make a huge pot of stew and have it sitting in my fridge for a week. If I'm going to cook a lot of food for a large party of guests, though, I do like to go all out. For the purpose of this little How-To, I'm going to walk you through the makings of an entire Tex-Mex meal. Note that I said Tex-Mex, not Mexican. I do not live in...
I thank Randi for the edit, the invitation to this party, the encouragement to write and especially for her friendship. I thank you readers for taking the time to read my story. My wife, Sue, and I had recently moved to Millville, but I was already rethinking our decision. The house we bought was located in a nice neighborhood and the weather in Florida wa...
(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. My name is David Shaw and I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part ten of my tale.) *** I wa...
* On her eighteenth birthday, Rebecca daCastro's father buys her a very special present -- a slave-girl. Her very own slave-girl who will attend to her every need. Even better, it is one of her ex-school friends who has fallen on hard times. But will the two girls get on? This story is set just after my earlier story, 'Slaves of the Copper Coast' and includ...
Love can make you do some crazy things. I never knew what love could make me do until I started talking to Cook. What started as a simple dinner evolved into something so romantic that not even the Prince could outdo us. I would have never thought that an old woman would have any knowledge of love and sex until she winked and reminded me that she was the mot...
Silmaria was on her hands and knees in the drawing room on the west side of the Manor, scrubbing at the wooden floor with a soapy rag. She was not particularly in the best of moods; some idiot had tracked dirt into the room, which was made all the worse by the fact that no one ought to really have been in here in the first place. Of course, given how downhil...
Art by Jonathan Chanutomo and Huy137 Karch Koffler, newly promoted captain of the Swordfish, had just embarked on his first mission for his Capo. He sat in the captain's chair and watched the image of the star base disappear and be replaced by a vast field of stars in the black void. The mood on the ship was good because the previous unpopular captain was...
I raced upstairs but had to come back for my things. Darrell and Angela laughed about how he'd fucked me silly. "Take your time, girl," Darrell said. "I want you all dolled up in case I need some later." As I showered and touched up all the places not fully hair free from my laser treatments, I thought about all the barriers I broke through in one fuck. Ra...
A red sun rose over the ocean as a soft wind blew thickening mist through the town. Faint shadows were cast upon the small outpost: huge black space ships, exotic aliens, and other things that haunted the frontier seemed to cascade over the buildings. Few dark clouds were thick enough to be seen through the thick mist. The red dirt of the planet was swept in...