*** Author's Note: This is not a new story or a re-write. I realized that when I posted this story the italics and bolds were removed. I am reposting it because I feel that removing these marks takes away from the feel of the story. Again please vote and feel free to leave a comment. *** The Ad: Amy Beijar nudged the door shut with her foot as she rifled t...
Chapter 8A Dear Readers: I do not know what happened with the first submission to Chapter 8. I Submitted 99 pages of computer text. Literotica printed 1 type written page. If you have read any of my previous works, you know I have never done that before, and probably will not do it in the future. I apologize for this error. Note: This is a work of FICTION!...
Leaving Sachsen behind them, Gyllen and Min sailed even further east, and a little to the south, along the mainland. Having grown used to the more heated climates of their previous destinations, they were caught off guard by the sudden presence of a noticeable chill in the air. While not as frigid as Platina's waters, it still warranted to have them wrap up...
Author's Note: This was requested by one of my readers. Read the tags before continuing. ***** The pole was icy against her skin. It cut through the skimpy clothes she wore like a dart through paper, defeating the purpose of her thong and bikini top, but still she kept moving. Her arms slid along the metal, down her body, across the arc of her hips, then b...
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell Hi again, folks, Lady D here! This section took a lot longer to finish than I expected. Like all the other parts, I wrote it over a year ago in February. When I got around to it this January, I didn't like it, so I threw it in the swamp, and rewrote it. That version sucked less, but it still sucked, so I thre...
The dark gray sky belched rain onto the floor-to-ceiling glass of Joe Harper's high-rise office. The noise was loud enough to be distracting, but Joe had long ago mastered the art of tuning out everything else in the world when he was working on a new project. This could be the one that put his name on a nice, oak-paneled office in the executive leadership w...
Hi everyone! So, this is a stand-alone story, it is also my entry into the Literotica Annual Winter Holidays Contest, so it would mean so much to me if you give it a quick rating at the end! This story is 'a grower, not a shower', so you'll need to give it a bit of time, but I promise the build-up is worth it for the pay off! Hope you like it xoxo ********...
The first thing I noticed about her was her eyes. Washed-out blue, like the water under clouds far out to sea, framed by the auburn waves of her hair and the slight dusting of freckles on her cheeks. She ordered a cinnamon cafe latte, to go. Full cream milk, no sugar, nothing else, just the latte. She was dressed in leggings, boots, and a flatteringly-tight...
This erotic story features anthropomorphic (furry) characters, intelligent humanoid beings with both animal and human characteristics. * Week 1, Day 2: Alicia sauntered back to her holiday home with a gleeful spring in her step. Already this trip was paying off. Today had been a blast: making friends with some of the other guests, drinks at the resort bar...
One: Approaching Jamaica After a week at sea the pirate ship Fortune Hunter drew near Port Royal on the island of Jamaica. The crew scrambled up the rigging to secure the sails and moved about the deck preparing to drop anchor, while below the women who constituted the precious cargo were being prepared for the slave market. Therese du Maurier tried to reme...