Courtney Miller Stories

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Year Two with Jane and Tony Ch. 02

by Kalavo on Oct 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is another long story which takes us to the end of Jane and Tony's second year at University. I introduce another character and a few changes to the lives of the ongoing characters. I hope you all enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. So, without further ado, on with... * The day after Christmas was a nice quiet day. All of us had 2 weeks o...

Mailgirls: Three on One

by lizstanton8181 on Mar 6, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Step by step by step, she ascended towards the 26th Floor. She dreaded it no less than she had yesterday, or the day before, but she hurried upwards at a good clip nonetheless. Her thighs burned. Her chest heaved. And she could feel a trickle of sweat running down her back. But the clock was always ticking, and there would be repercussions if she were late....

Blue Bloods Meet Castle Pt. 15

by baranbrat on Nov 7, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

One of my readers requested adding pictures of the new characters, but this is not allowed by Literotica. When a new character is introduced, I will put in parenthesis the character's real name so you can look them up on the internet. ***** Early Sunday Morning, Kate (Stana Katic) and Rick (Nathan Fillion) were in bed, their arms and legs wrapped around on...

The Wrong Thing To Do Ch. 04

by loquere on Aug 29, 2017
Group Sex

I feel that I have finally arrived at the right place with this chapter after ten very long months of discussion, reading, researching, and writing. This chapter begins with a minor character who I introduced at the very end of Chapter 03. I would like to thank my editor. In the last few months, she has been a great help in the editing process and a sounding...

Naked Portraits Pt. 01

by eagelwolf on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 1 Gwen After wiping my face free of sweat for the thousandth time with the bottom of my shirt, I grunted in frustration and pulled the shirt all the way off, reducing myself to a dark blue sports bra and paint-smeared jeans. Normally such a bold move would be unthinkable but the heat trumped modesty and besides, I was alone in the sweltering art st...

Aftermath

by JayDiver on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

This is the third and final segment of Missy's Story and it is not a standalone story. It starts in Over the Top, followed by, Under Life, to finish in this, Aftermath. Aftermath is mostly narrative, told in three person point of view. Over the Top had no 'on screen sex'. Under Life had quite a long sex scene at the end. The middle portion of Aftermath conta...

Will

by BlackShanglan on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

I was not made as others. This is the rule that has shaped my life. To know myself was to know my difference; the thoughts dawned together. Then I grew, and learned more each day how much and how far I differed from my kind. Perhaps it is mercy that we are so unlike. For those companions of my youth, so bright and full of promise then, so tired and broken...

Change is Mandatory

by thornapple on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Philip Johnson Prologue Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. I mention that right off; that and the fact that it's January, so you can get a mental picture of a cold, brown and depressing place and time of year. Once spring arrived I'd brag about being from Harrisburg, but right then I'd have given anything to be someplace warm and green. Let's narrow it down a littl...

Innocent Collector

by thornapple on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

by Philip Johnson Chapter One "Paul, it's Dale." "Talk fast because you're signal is breaking up." There was a pause and then Dale said, "That should be better, I was in a bad spot." "That is better, what's up?" "Tina asked me to call and see if you were available to join us for dinner Friday night." "I am available in fact." "Invite a friend if yo...

The Breeze

by MysteryWriter on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

"I was sorry to hear 'bout Maude," Poppa John said. "Thanks Poppa, Aunt Maude thought a lot of you." I said. He shook his head, mumbled something in his native tongue. Exactly what tongue it was nobody really knew. Some said he was Greek, some Portuguese but nobody ever asked. "So you gonna run the Breeze?" he asked in his heavy accent. "It looks like it...