Meet Dr. Nora Woodson, a six-foot-tall, curvy African American doctor living in the City of New Orleans, Louisiana. The southern metropolis is the first place in the world where Nora Woodson feels at home. She was born in New Hampshire to a Jamaican immigrant mother and a white American father, and felt out of place there for most of her life. At the age of...
Shane moaned as Ansel licked the underside of his balls and then used tiny bites back up his shaft until he got the swelling head. Ansel licked his glans, and then deep throated and constricted my jaws for just the right moment, and Shane wiggled his thighs and shot into Ansel's mouth, and Ansel swallowed greedily before pulling my head off his bloated coc...
Pain. That's the thing that drags me back to consciousness. The ache in my shoulders is intense. My hands are bound together tightly and hoisted above me, chained to some unknowable point over my head. My ankles are crossed and similarly trussed. I'm kneeling. Well, almost kneeling. In fact, my knees are barely touching the ground, doing very little to take...
It is just another morning, dull and boring when the doorbell rings. Cherry has just finished dressing to go out shopping. Dressed in a cute little red-flowered sundress, she walks to the door still brushing her hair. "Hello, I am the plumber," a tall older man says. Cherry looks at him strangely, he is a good-looking man wearing overalls and a cowboy hat....
"Yes, just a single glass please." Turning the page of her magazine Mrs McKinley barely glanced at the restaurant operative as he asked whether she wanted one glass or two. The imposing jug of water separated the table, with Nigel meekly hidden behind it. The restaurant guy took his leave, understanding that he would get no further feedback from Mrs McK....
Chapter Two: Darman "It's so quiet I can hear / My thoughts touching every second / That I spent waiting for you." VNV Nation "Beloved" + + + + + Darman had lived his entire life reading the smallest shift in body language - it was often the only way to tell apart men who shared the same faces, the same bodies, and quite frequently, the same armor. So,...
*all characters are over the age of 30* ***** The doorbell rang. He called out that he would get it. This was no surprise. He was the master of the house and the most social. It would be a safe assumption that he would be the one to go and welcome more guests into their quiet little party. As he approached the door he could not think of anyone that was mis...
Disclaimer: I wrote this story some time ago, and never posted it because I felt it too violent, too dark. I post it now because I feel I have matured enough to bear any criticism for that. You have been warned. If, on the other hand, I manage to gain positive feedback, there may be more of Mirk in the future... I had a date. This didn't happen very ofte...
Hello -- I am the author behind the Nightshade series. I started this story on a site I own, and posted it here at literotica because I enjoy all the stories I've read so far, and wanted to see how mine held up. I started posting this in the literotica forums, then decided to submit my work for the random site readers to enjoy. I have been writing a long tim...
A sequel to An Evening at Club Couple-Up. Patrick opened the car door for Sharon, giving her a chaste kiss before closing the door. Sharon looked a little dismayed at the show of restraint and clung to his hand for a moment, turning it over so she could put a sweet kiss in the middle of his palm. She looked up at him with those wide amber eyes, "mmmm" she...