Ann's little car really moved. I was whipping it along the main drag through town, going back and forth between the left and right lanes as I navigated through the slow moving traffic. No one seemed in a particular hurry to get anywhere. No one...except me. I kept a lookout for one of the many police cars that inhabited the town, but I was in a hurry, and th...
London, England, 1870 CHAPTER ONE "Could I be more miserable?" Miranda thought as she squirmed in the carriage seat. The July heat was oppressive in London and she felt suffocated by the odors of animal and man that the shimmering sunlight loosened from the cobblestones. She turned her head to look out the window so that her parents would not see her grima...
Harriet Kono wrote notes in her I-pad journal under the file heading 1:23. *Donny Steven's recent vocalizations, Elsa, awesome, clowns. *Test subject Kent Orlando, under for three hours two minutes. *Test subject Donny Stevens under for fifty four minutes. Harriet checked her laptop to see if her messenger avatar had made contact with the test subjec...
Does recovery bring a man full circle in spite of himself? The heater vent on the dash would melt the snowflakes almost as soon as they hit the windshield of my truck, almost being the operative word. With the fan on high and the heat dial all the way to the right I was getting about two thirds of them. The wiper kept up with the other third at least throug...
Author's Note: Good versus evil…dark side against the force. This is a story about feelings. Feelings about good and bad. In this story is chronicled one woman's struggle to balance faithfulness, obedience and passion as she chooses between virtue and the excitement of the moment. Written primarily for the fairer sex, this tale should also be enjoyed by me...
Welcome to the final part of this ongoing series. I will warn you in advance that there is some very disturbing subject matter in this story. As always, any similarities to anything you may have seen or heard before is a complete accident. ***** I was awake in the darkness. I knew that I was jolted awake by a disturbing dream, but the details didn't stay...
A couple personal comments: I've gotten several emails about the morose character of my earlier story 'The Dentist'. A few have expressed an interest in Eugenie's side of the tale. I've thought that over, and think it's worth doing. To be sure Eugenie was pretty despicable, but maybe if we heard her we'd be a little less ready to start picking up stones....
Here's my second story for Literotica. It has been mentioned that some people don't like my stories feeling they are too wordy - this tale will most likely disturb them as well. I understand that my writing style isn't for everyone but that's ok, because the main critic I need to appease is the one in my head and he's pretty satisfied. I've also been calle...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. I need to thank my team. My editors are Girlinthemoon, norafares, Hal, Pixel the Cat and GeorgeAnderson. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. Thank you all. ***** When the shit hits the fan there's rarely time to r...
_____________ 21 ____________ Mom hung up the phone and then ushered me into her study with a deafening silence and thick air between us. This was going to be heavy... I'd really fucked up this time. Entering her study, we sat opposite of each other as Mom closed her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose with the finger tips of her open hand. I'd really...