Thanks to Mostera1, Mokkelke, Kalamazoo707, and Persephone9906 for their help, suggestions, and encouragement. I especially want to thank PostScriptor for his editing and suggestions. If the story seems to move too quickly, please remember this is a fictional SHORT story and as such is compressed into a very short time period. *~*~* Three young girls sat...
Monday, November 25, 2013 Chapter 9. Edie and Allen They were both somewhat tall and lanky. Each seemed to be forever smiling. They were both in their late twenties. He was the set designer for both the opera and ballet companies, which shared the same venue. She was second violin for both the opera and ballet orchestras. Both were gay. Even though they...
It was mid morning when I awoke. Immediately I was elated to feel Kate soundly asleep next to me, still loosely gripping my arms. Thank god it all wasn't just a dream. I was a morning person and felt almost bad that half was already wasted. Remembering our deal, I was eager to get to work, and quietly slipped away. Kate roused, flipped onto her belly and con...
ELENA The drip of water, the howl of wind. The cold on my naked body. One breath, then another. That was what Adarian taught me so long ago. The room was lit by a barred window. It cast a dim ray onto my body, centering my exposed belly with a square of light. I was strapped to a wooden board in my cell, my limbs stretched in a spread-eagle, open and he...
Literotica.com Edition The author wishes to thank and acknowledge the following: To everyone who, knowingly or not, inspired or helped in realizing my vision. To Brandi for loving me and putting up with me. To Clive, for teaching me to reach into their very souls. To Tom Raimbault and Sherrie for all the help and moral support. J.C. Paul Prologue "I lov...
She didn't move. She was the quiet eye of a swirling storm. The low afternoon sun diffused her slim silhouette, creating a halo around her hair. She wore a dark business jacket over a tight skirt that left her knees and calves free to run all the way down to her heeled pumps. The sun made elongated shadows run away from her feet; they seemed to extend her...
This story is based upon real events in 1975. Jean pounded on the steering wheel of her old Rambler sedan, "Shit, shit, shit!" Her heart was pounding after skidding into a water-filled ditch. She tried hitting the gas, but the tires just spun. Torrential rain beat on the car and obscured her view of the desolate country road. A large tree branch slammed in...
*Monday* Jack knew when he went to bed eventually on Sunday that he was due back at the lab the following morning, but given how extraordinary his weekend had been, it still hit him like a hammer when he eventually opened his eyes. Nestled beside Angela, he took a moment to enjoy the warmth and closeness of her, and how far their relationship had come in a...
2017 The penis that was sliding in and out of me belonged to Simon, a forty-seven year old asphalt plant manager. I'd learned over my thirteen months of promiscuity that men liked it when you remembered their names. When they saw you searching your memory bank for the details, the light in their eyes died a little. Even the married ones wanted to be rememb...
Disclaimer: This story contains graphic sexual situations and adult themes and is therefore not suitable for those under age 18 or the close-minded. It may be illegal in some areas too. :( Please also note that it is not a true story, instead merely a fantasy. Real events may be referenced and real names, likenesses, and other personal details of celebrities...