The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Author's Note: For those who might be jumping into Ch. 3 and hoping for a quickie, sorry. What you're looking for is in here, but you have to dig. This is a little unconventional for Lit, but it's what came out of my mind! I really want to thank those who've voted, commented and sent me feedback, and Asylumseeker for editing. Thanksgiving Kevin leaned on t...
She spent the better part of the hour running her fingers over the top of the envelope, feeling the rough edge scrape her fingers over and over.It was an envelope he'd licked; an envelope he'd stuffed just as surely as one day he would lick and stuff her. He'd eve promised to send her one of his manuscripts. Heart pounding, breath ragged, she could no longer...
Thank you for editing, Pixel. ***** He lives down the hall from me. His hair is shaggy and blonde, sometimes hanging messily over his blue eyes. A scar splits his right eyebrow in half. Tattered jeans and block colored t-shirts appear to be the only clothing he owns. He moved in a month ago and through gossip I've learned he's an amiable guy, working as a...
She was warm. A limbic, peaceful warmth that, had she any memory, sensory or tangible, of being cuddled and swaddled as a babe, this would be what it would feel like. But then something changed. Something was moving, something that should be still, was moving. The warmth of her slumber was slipping away as the movement continued to creep into her consciousne...
Aphrodite's Curse Book 4 Hera Strikes Back Chapter 5 Helen giggled as her eyes fluttered open and she awoke. The hot, wet tongue lapping at her toes, made her smile, and as she sat up in her bed, and looked down at her feet, she yawned. There, taking loving licks up her sole to gently wake her, was one of her many thousands of servants, Donkor. He, like...
1-The Slumber Party My twin sister Emily and I didn't exactly get along. On this particular evening, she had two of her friends spending the night and I had my best friend who lived across the street over as well. My parents had gone to a party and weren't expected home for awhile. My friend Jon and I were admittedly being jerks. In retrospect, I'm sure t...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Sometimes... when you think you've got it all figured out... some little thing, a little something so inane that you'd never think it would mean anything... pops up, and then... What does a woman do when she has nothing else to do...? The Mall. But first... she needed her car to start... what with Kim having to get to Junior High cheerleading practice, wh...
Notes: 1) If you see this anywhere but Literotica, it isn't supposed to be there! ***** Lislora had been nervous as Gharol brought a small breakfast, entirely unasked, but Isonei was either too distracted by all of her things being packed or she truly didn't know or mind about the woman having been Princess Kresh's servant. The Aran was constantly peekin...