Based on Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. My name is Gina Gilson. It is my singular duty to decipher and record the sad, unlucky story of Ellen Hall. I am sorry to disappoint but there is no entertainment to be found in this chronicle. Her story is one containing many horrible turns and traumatic events, as such, I recommend you stop reading...
It has been almost 4 years since I posted the account of my masturbating for Nikki, followed a few days later for Nikki and her best friend Joni. I alluded to the fact that there was more to the story, and there is. Much more. Including being "exposed" to a woman who is now my wife. It is at her urging that I am telling the rest of the story. Just a quick r...
Hello there! My name is Jane. Let me start by telling you a bit about myself. I was born and raised in a small town hanging somewhere on the skirts of the Rockies. Until my twenty sixth year, I had a pretty regular life. Like everybody else, I started by shitting my pants, then I went to school. I had a pretty boring time there. Once I graduated, I found a s...
Here I am. There she was, right next to me. She's wearing that fishnet and miniskirt combo that, secretly, gets me going. I can see her belly button because she's wearing a black crop top that outlines her small top curves. We can see her house at the end of the block. What a nice, big suburban house she lives in. You glance over at her again and see that sh...
The rumble of thunder overhead rattles the frame of the church, causing a bit of dust to fall down from the ceiling onto the desk. Old religious text, scrolls, and books lay scattered as Father Sherman desperately gathers them together. Among them were descriptions of the unholy creatures now walking among the townspeople, even mentions of a greater evil tha...
Another short story I wrote last year for a friend of mine who drew a sexy piece of art for me. Though I must warn you, this story contains anthropomorphic (Or Furry in simpler terms) characters, not humans. If that's not your cup of tea, leave now, or just waste "BAWWW" space on the comments below. -------- On a typical Saturday night, most people woul...
Alexandros Manuscript Page 96 I slowly crept down the stairs keeping up my guard. With each step I took I felt a stronger pull along with my sense of an evil presence. Both grew more and more intense with each step down. Time slowly drifted by as I went deeper into keep until the stairs finally ended revealing a lustrously lit room. Torches lined the circul...
Author's Note: This story is the book I currently consider my masterwork. It has been under construction for a handful of years and is the strongest representation of my truest style: Gothic, historical, chock-full of allusions, and deeply, deeply Feminist. If you've been following my other current work in progress here at Literotica, you will see some simi...
Foreword: This is just an excerpt from our Honeymoon. Black Dragon Princess was amazing in helping me with this. I love you, baby. :) Names have been changed to protect the guilty. lol Enjoy the quick ride, folks. ;) I.D. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- July 5th, 2013 I awoke naked, spooned up again...
It had been a quiet, enjoyable evening, snuggled up in Master's loving arms as we watched His *man's* movie. You know the type of movies full 0of soldiers, fighting, violence, all with a few women thrown in for fun. As the movie came to and end, He clicked rewind and nudging my arm he gently said, "come my pet, let us get some rest tonight." There was neve...