T I've started another serial. I can hear the groans now. It's just a start with this chapter and the whole thing is NOT finished so it will be at least a week. As always for me it's a "Loving Wives" core but pretty darn non-erotic. More of a spy genre. I was motivated by QHM1's "Mr. and Mrs. America" follow on story and of course the Arnold S. "True Lies"...
The unfortunate guard was standing his post, watching the countryside below. He hated this shift, midnight to dawn. The cold wind from the north, blowing down off the Westron Mountains made his loose long hair flutter erratically and penetrated through his threadbare cloak like icy fingers. He scanned the valley below, noting that once again, there was nothi...
Sheila didn't want to publish this story under her own Lit name, so I let her post it under my account. I hope you enjoy her story, and if you have comments I'll make sure she gets them. I told my view of her early 'movie career' in my recounting under Sisters, Friends, and Lovers - Chapter 23. Enjoy her account; this has a lot more details than my reporting...
East Coast Image had shut down operations for the Holidays. Chris and I were heading back east to see our families. I was eager to get out of town for at least a week. Ever since the Dark Hills project, things between us had started to sour and there was a definite edge to everything. I felt like anything I said or did would set him off. Chris and Marty O'Br...
It was a long drive home after the horrors the day before. My ass, back and stomach, which Beverly had torn to shreds with her nails, looked like someone had taken a brush loaded with red paint and slapped it all over my skin. It even hurt to sit, since every time I shifted in my seat I could feel my knitting wounds tearing open. We drove home in silence. It...
I'm sorry about the delay in posting chapter 8. I'd submitted it last month, but Literotica chose to play havoc with it for almost two weeks. It'll hopefully go smooth from now on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The plush apartment was big, and had me gaping as I walked in. The living room was well-furnished, with a luxurious sofa set in beige leather, a carved glass tab...
Anita and her husband Amar moved into a new town consequent upon his transfer and they picked this new apartment complex to live in until they could find a place of their own. Amar was 33 and Anita 29 years old and had been married since she was 24.She had done a lot of research to find one of the better neighborhoods as her husband was now becoming establis...
Jon was not really surprised to find Lucy in the bedroom when he woke up, but he was startled to see she had pulled the brocade ottoman up to the foot of the bed and was sitting there with her knees pulled up to her chest and staring at him. She was wearing one of her yellow flowing spring dresses, and she looked like a princess perched on the stool. He had...
PREFACE: This is the first of a five-part series of erotic stories about a marriage in trouble. They were inspired by and are based upon a letter that appeared in July 2005 in Annie's Mailbox, an advice column written by Kathy Mitchell and Marcy Sugar, longtime editors of the Ann Landers column. It is distributed to newspapers across America by Creators Syn...
They stopped making out then so that Veronica could arrange the look she wanted to have when they entered. Her hair was mussed and her shirt undone, but apart from that she looked composed, whereas he, wearing nothing now but his underwear, shirt and socks, looked almost funny, and it looked even funnier as she led him up the hall to the bedroom, holding him...