I awoke from a peaceful sleep snuggled up to Ice. It was warm and cozy as I looked at the clock that displayed 8:05 am. My computer was on the dresser, the alarm was going off with its beeping noise. This is unusual I thought, they never woke me unless it was highly important. I put on my robe, sat in the chair and opened the laptop. "Good morning boss." ca...
(Femslash. Rory/Paris/Ms. Peters. Notes. This story takes place after my story "Detention". As far as I can determine Ms. Peters, the faculty advisor for "The Franklin" never had her first name given. Therefore I have chosen one for her. As always, the characters are not mine. They are the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino and belong to the WB and the CW. Th...
Summer is my favorite season. After a long cold winter the weather starts warming up, everyone becomes a bit more carefree and the girls tend to wear less clothing. At least that's the way it here on campus at Owens Community College outside of Des Moines. And when I say girls, I mean instructors too. This summer we seem to have a fine crop of new female ins...
I assert the right to be listed as the author of this story (posted on Literotica) wherever it is found. A few paragraphs may be posted as teasers, with a link back to the original story for more, but if you post the full story, I require you to obtain permission from me first. This story is Fantasy, set in the magical world where almost all of my tales tak...
The reply came promptly. Within the hour of sending her message, Helene read the short response. "Meet me Saturday at 12:30 pm on the steps of the front entrance of art gallery. I will be waiting under that large and impressive gargoyle perched above the entrance. You can't miss it. Wear some sensible shoes as we will be doing some walking." Helene was amus...
I'm sure the look in my eyes betrayed my thoughts. My hand reached up to touch her face. When I first saw her last night I never thought it would lead to all this; that we would be in this situation. Now I never wanted her to leave. Was it just the need to be with someone again? Was it the feeling of having shared the passion of the morning with her? Or was...
On Tuesday, Lindsay caught Cindy in her driveway after work. Lindsay was a little concerned with the reaction of her new neighbors to their little get-together that past Friday. Little get together? Lindsay and her husband, Rich, had the newcomers over for an evening in their hot tub. Not exactly swingers, but Lindsay and Tom were willing and open to sex wi...
The next morning I wake up to find myself totally naked, which is nothing new since I sleep in the nude, and totally alone in my room. I think to myself, 'Did last night really happen? Did I meet Vin Diesel? No, it was just a dream I had. I passed out from too much alcohol and had a dream about him. But damn, what a dream.' It was at this particular moment...
Chapter 3: Connection While Raz ran, Tessa guided him with the knowledge she had gleaned from the minds of the guards and other staff she had come across. She knew there weren't any humans in a 100-mile radius of the complex, but there was an old town 75 miles away due east. The staff would use the town to have parties and drink, which was not allowed on th...
Chapter 9: Let's all go bi The day was gloriously beautiful. Simon was dressed in faded skintight soft denim jeans. Nice tight lowrise hugging his ass and hips. Scuffed Hippie flares touching the top of his barefeet. He wore a sparkly silver club wear top and of course, always a collection of sluttish bangles on his fem boy wrists. He threw a purple girlie...