I was hungry, and what was about to happen I never thought would happen in a million years, and in a McDonald's no less! I probably had made over a hundred trips to my mother's house in Dayton since moving to Indianapolis; and I'd even stopped at this very McDonald's in Greenfield a dozen times or more for something to eat. But this time I was alone, my wife...
Chapter 3: Lady Rose, the human liaison. A knock on the door. "You wished to see me my Lord?" "Yes, come in." Etienne barely looked up as he told her to sit down in front of his desk. The treaties that his father had signed with the local villages and towns lay scattered before him. Most of them needed reviewing and updating seeing that the terms were...
Note from the author: Sorry to leave this story hanging so long. Life got in the way and, during a recent trip, I had some free time and was reading some recent stories on Lit. The thought occurred that I should carry this story forward. Upon returning home, I found that I had already written about 2/3 of this back in January. So the good news is, I was able...
Rekha Diwe was no great beauty. She'd known that all her 40 years. Even as village girls go in India, she had been quite plain. The teeth were uneven and her facial features rather masculine. But when she'd been married at age 18, her husband's family had been pleased with the gifts of sarees, kurtas, a milking cow, five pregnant she-goats and a collection o...
Julia woke up horny. They had made love the night before. And it had been incredible. Jake had spent the entire two hours pleasing her. Massaging her, kissing her, being so gentle, and concentrating wholly on her desires. It was their first weekend without the kids in over 6 months, and they weren't wasting a minute. Every time she had wanted to get wild las...
Author's Note: The following is Part 2 of a sequel to "The Dice Game" (https://www.literotica.com/s/the-dice-game-2). It is also a work of fiction intended for novelty purposes only. It contains graphic scenes which may not depict fully safe or wise BDSM practices, and should be enjoyed purely as fantasy. Part Two: A Sabine Evening It was dark by the tim...
In the airport, I looked at the plane ticket in my hand. It was just a short trip. Two days travel for a one-day meeting with one of our company's clients out in a small used-to-be cow town in the Midwest. This wasn't one of our biggest clients, but it was important enough that I had to go and meet face-to-face for the negotiations and planning. I kissed Jay...
"Spring has sprung so late this year." I heard the words from the other side of the fence, recognizing the voice as belonging to my nubile female neighbour. I barely knew her, except to say hello to if we were checking the mail or getting into our cars at the same time. I figured she was roughly twenty years younger than my mid-fifties. "Barely worth plant...
CHAPTER 7 Lit by flickering candlelight in the restaurant, a trace of lipstick on his upper lip, Thom said, "Together at last." "Yes our missed lunch engagement because of the chemical spill and then me being sent to Austin for three days. I was beginning we weren't destined to meet again. You can inspect the apartment when we finish up here and see if it...
Abigail Slaughter was a woman of passion. Many of Abigail's co-workers thought she was temperamental, the more charitable amongst them said, fiery, those that had disliked her from the get go said psychotic. None of these people had ever noticed that Abigail's signature on any and all documentation carried an apostrophe after her given name and, that she nev...