Edited by Wicked This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. * I didn't have long to wait for my hopes to be fulfilled. Later that day as I slept in the river, I felt someone looking for me again. It woke me from sleep, and I stirred, letting the feeling guide me. I found Dakota at the same place we had spoken the night before. Once again,...
REMINDER- I write long stories; some parts don't have naughty bits, but the parts that do will make more sense if you read the non-naughty bits, too. Thanks for reading! --o----O----o-- "Don't you want breakfast?" Troitsa asked as her friend hurried by the hearth. "It's fine--" Argus waved a hand in her direction without looking up. "--I'll eat later." T...
If you like this series, how about going back and reading some of my others. And don't forget to vote and comment, please. The iron-bound oak door to the Benthamsthwaite Faculty Club basement opened on well-oiled hinges. Teddy heard the faint sound, felt the disturbance in the air and smelled the two humans who entered. It made what corresponded to a sat...
Hazel Jones stared down at the letter in disbelief and slumped backwards into her office chair. She sighed heavily as she adjusted her prescription glasses and glanced down at the foreboding signature slashed sharply across the bottom of the paper. "Shit," she said flatly as the reality of what the letter meant was sinking in. Her funding was being cut dra...
Many thanks to Literotica author 'englander1961' for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Effusive thanks to Holly, the beloved and erotic Sister Decadence for her encouragement, editorial review and kind words. Thanks to Literotica au...
The bus had taken us 50 kilometers east from Kraków in Poland to the museum of the holocaust at Auschwitz-Birkenau. Many buses, several taking our party and others with other groups dropped us and we walked to the iron gate crowned with the motto "Arbeit macht frei". "Three Million Jews walked through this gateway to die" lied the guide "My Grandfather was...
The sun rose over the City of Napata, Capital of the Kush Empire, and bathed the African metropolis in its eerie light. In the antechamber that had become his dwelling, the Vampire stirred restlessly. Even this far below ground, he could feel the sun bathing the landscape, and knew it was time for slumber. Yet, try as he might, the Vampire could not sleep. H...
As Demetrius lay out on the deck of his ship speeding across the Aegean, he looked up into the dark night sky and sighed. Still naked of course, and completely covered in bites and scratches from his erotic ordeal with the insatiable Maenads, he was still slowly recovering. The pain of his injuries now abating, only the dull constant ache from his full and i...
"There." "Pillar." Wakahisa-san advanced one frame and pointed at the screen. "Right there." "Pillar." "OK, now watch how she waves her arms around like she's trying to grab something or catch her balance." Wakahisa-san played the video forward again until the train hit. "Yep." "The kimono woman totally pushed her." "Can't see," Shimizu said, looking...
Copyright© January, 2011 by Mendon Fishers * My name is Vivian Cunningham-White and I'm not crazy. I have been in this mental institution for almost ten years but I don't belong here. Right now it is early morning, my meds from yesterday have worn off and I'm lying here in my bed pretending to be a sleep. I hope if I stay quiet no one will notice that I'...