"What?" Taylor screamed. "You told them what?" Tim Stanton cringed. Taylor towered over him. She was naked, she was aroused, but wanton and wanting. Tim had had her for three days and she'd not come once with him. She'd been coddled close to the edge, escorted to the moment of delight but always the little shit left her wanting and empty, unfulfilled and d...
Author's Notes: This was another quick little 'simple tale' that evolved into something unexpected. I rather enjoyed the ride. I hope you enjoy it too. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Shifting Priorities ******** Chapter 1 The tour company bus was going to leave without him....
Author's Notes: 'A Shepherd in France -- Ch. 1 and 2' is a continuation of 'The Shepherd of Ashburn Court -- Parts 1 through 5'. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the backstory so please read the other stories first. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** A Shepherd in France -- Ch....
Prologue: The Island, 1813 The woman stood on the shores of her homeland, gazing out to sea. In the distance, the ship was but a speck, no longer visible. The children had left, at last, as shehad always known they would have to.Their father had come to take them away. After seven years, he had finally come. It was too soon. She had been setting her plan...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense. They would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather Pt. 2 ***** "You would bring War to this Villag...
REPUGNANT In the fleeting light of the sunset, Orane watches the figure of a man before her. He moves quickly, silently amongst the shadowy backdrop of the forest shrubs. When he reaches a large thicket of brush, he stops and crouches next to another man. Orane hunches over, slinking her way across the grass like a cat; coming up behind the pair, she takes...
Hello dear reader. This story grew. If you want a quick flogger, please try a shorter entry. It is set in Australia, and has 'arses' and Australian colloquialisms. There is some mild fetishism and some fairly vanilla sex. All of the characters are fictional, any resemblance to real persons is incidental. I reserve all the usual rights. Please enjoy and I'm h...
This is a slow, real slow story of love, sex, friendship, husband wife relationship, revenge, selfishness and selflessness. I have tried to build a character of an outstanding Indian woman in this story. Some of you may not like it and find it too slow. Such readers may not go further. Some may not agree with the behavior of the characters. Like it or not, d...
The sound of crickets chirping happily in the late afternoon sunlight combined with the sight of his faithful three year old white and tan little Basenji hound lounging contentedly on the end of the worn black leather couch he had been sleeping on for the past year allowed Vlad a small measure of comfort against the stress of staying alive as he awoke from h...
Greetings to those who may be reading this. I'm genuinely new to this entire writing scene, having only been reading stories on Literotica. Most stories are all the same, so I thought I'd try adding something fresh into the mix. All significant input is invited. Much obliged to you for taking the time to peruse this. In this story, the world and every one...