Betsy Braddock was a sight to behold. Even out of her justly famous costume, in a unadorned gi, she was a vision. Her delicate Asian features had a boldness and vibrancy belying their gentleness, with her blue eyes being especially fierce, somehow reflecting the Occidental psyche that animated them. And she had the height of a supermodel, her body tall and e...
It didn't take long for Black Cat to put her full plan into action. Unbeknownst to her, of course, it was all the symbiote's doing. From day one that it met her it had its plan to grow in power and eventually replicate, but Cat did do her part well, and continued to. Black Cat attacked the world on three fronts: herself, Rogue, and Spider-Man. Cat, with her...
When I woke the next morning I was suffering from lack of sleep. I dreamt about Blaire, but I came to a conclusion. He had no interest in me and I really don't want him to be interested in me either. That settled, I rose from bed and headed to the shower. However, I felt as though I was in a daze as I completed my usual morning routine. While in the shower,...
Author's note: All characters are TM and (C) Marvel Entertainment. They appear here without permission. This story is a parody, is not written for profit and should not be read by anyone under 18. This story is a sequel to 'X-Men: Surprise Party'. If you like it, please vote and/or leave some feedback. Thanks! * "The Danger Room?" Scott asked. "The Dan...
This is an entry for the 2014 Literotica Winter Holidays Contest. Contains: snow, high levels of drinking, weather-related peril, references to classic rugby matches, a pitched battle and perhaps some romance. Please vote and comment! *** "Fuckit, I'm cold." "Fucking freezing." "I'm starting to wish the pitch had frozen hard enough for the match to be...
She had moved to the mountain gradually. At first it was a weekend away camping in a tent on the north side of Harris Creek. The weekends turned into weeks, weeks into a month and when a month was no longer enough, she took a sabbatical from work for the summer. She never returned. She hadn't set out in life to be a recluse; the lullaby of the mountain, ho...
Now for a wedding and a little twist. Life never goes exactly to plan, and the last chapter was nice and mellow. This is my partner, Wolf's favorite chapter so far. Can you guess his favorite line? Hope you enjoy it. Please comment and vote! Jaisen "Angie, if you take the cakes out, I can get a shower in before people start to arrive," said Vivien. "Alrig...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 8 -- And all because the lady loves ... Emma's job as a ballet teacher and mine in the City take a lot out of us, so there are some evenings when, however much our spirits are willing, our bodies just aren't up for sex. On one such evening we were relaxing with a refreshing glass of chilled Pinot...
Jean watched Emma apply her make-up in the silver lacquer of the mirror. It wasn't clean and casual, like Jean did hers. Emma lingered on every brushstroke, every flavored dab, like an artist composing a masterpiece. And she never looked at Jean. "I'm back," Jean said, emphasizing it, though the point had been made abundantly clear by the vast Phoenix Effec...
Do read First and Second Loves as so much of this story is based on it. ***** Back at Uni for a second year, I was having to work. The music came to me easily as did the maths though not quite to the same extent but the psychology was a bugger. I put a page and a half of one of the texts I had to read about Melanie Klein's work into Microsoft Word's gramma...