Jason looked once again at the girl's naked body, barely visible in the twilight. She was staked to the ground in an "X" position, her arms and legs outstretched and splayed. They said her name was Xiana, and that she claimed to have walked down from Manitoba and to be free of the virus. But they did not believe her and had tortured and raped her. Jason loo...
The television droned on. Another rumored case near Frankfurt. Dr. Buchanan tapped a pen on his desk with one hand as he sipped coffee with another. On the desk, a dozen memos all marked urgent laid before him. All of them discussed unusual cases, but no two of them were the same. It was an old trap for doctors to fall into, and it was being fueled by panic....
This is an official entry into the 2007 Literotica How-To Contest. Please take a moment to make your voice heard and vote at the end of this essay. ----- Lately all anyone can talk about is "The Secret." (If you haven't heard about "The Secret," yet, you've probably been really busy, huh?) But remember back in the 80's, when the big topic was the "Superwom...
Notes from the author: Hello reader. It's been a while since I put out the last chapters of Naked Portraits. Sorry, life sometimes demands my full attention. In part 13 I refer to scenes as far back as part one. When I went back to reference a few facts, I saw that I had posted the first story seven years ago ... wow. Anyway, hope you like the latest instal...
Here is the next chapter and again it is self-edited. I am sorry for any mistakes and I hope that you can still enjoy the story as is. I do try to find as many of the mistakes as I can but please understand I am an amateur writer and do not have the benefit of a professional editorial staff. I would like to thank willieone for all of her help as a proof/be...
Somehow Kate managed to get down to dinner in a short denim skirt, thin strappy top and no bra. She either looked relaxed or slutty depending on your point of view. The thin top did little to hide her big nipples, a situation made worse by her lifting her arms and fiddling with her hair as she kept pulling it off her neck, saying she was hot. It certainly ma...
Dear Readers, Here is the last chapter of the first story of the McKenna pack. I have ideas for a followup. Happy Reading, KemMyst ***** Anne and Abigail were outside watching their little ones tussle. "How you keep up with the three of them, I'll never know. I'm having a hard enough time with Wesley." "It's difficult sometimes, but it's also fun somet...
She stood in a shadowed doorway a few moments before stepping out to stroll nonchalantly under a street light. Her white sheath skirt tight to the thigh. A flashy female figure with fading, red-brown hair with face set in lacquer smile. The neon nightscape reflecting in plate glass. A police pick-up car cruising past. She dodging back into the doorway. On th...
Good morning, folks. Brother Samuel here. Your friendly neighborhood big and tall, openly bisexual erotic fiction writer. I have some very interesting news. My parents are finally dead. And I couldn't be happier. Oh, and I had nothing to do with it. Seriously. They've both been a thorn in my side my entire life. My father died of complications from diabetes....
I wanted to write this story, not only to entertain but to reinforce the ideal that during our lifetime we make choices and there are always consequences for those choices we make. Sometimes the consequences are great and work out well while other times the consequences are not so good and we have to be willing to accept the penalty for our bad choices. As...