Hello reader. This is a long over due reedit of my 1:23 series. Sorry, I promise no going it alone from here on out. My Volunteer editor is Creativity-Takes-Courage. Thanks Creativity for your hard work on putting a polish on this series. Enjoy, Lostindavoid. * "I can't see a thing," Kent Orlando said. Harriett didn't respond as she tinkered with the we...
Authors Note Note that there are a few music lyrics embedded in the story. Hopefully that is still clear if the formatting does not transfer from Word. Day 4 Shannon woke up after a long night of tossing and turning. Her brother's hand was curled around yet another morning hardon. "Really, you didn't get enough last night?" She admonished it. She got up q...
Note: this story is a cuckolding one, but with a mother instead of a wife. There is no incest; the son will never have sex with the mother. Instead, the son is humiliated by the mother's sexuality, a fetish more akin to masochism than incest. It contains elements of humiliation as well as some forced bi. There are some pieces of magic in the story, which cou...
Hey, folks! Sorry for taking so long with the next chapter. Life happens and business before pleasure, right? I'll try to get the next chapter out quicker than this one but no promises. Thanks for reading. Love all the great comments you've left me. Thanks for your feedback! Enjoy! "And do you Miranda take this man, David, to be your lawfully wedded husband...
This is my first submission. I welcome feedback. I hope you enjoy! ***** I had first gotten together with Rachel 10 years ago in college. I was a Biology nerd, fit from running cross country in high school. Rachel was a sci-fi geek with a bubbly personality, but somewhat conservative in dress. Rachel revealed that she had not enjoyed the attention her 32 D...
This story is a little long and is the second part of an ongoing story. The first story is titled, "Love Takes Time". This story can be enjoyed on its own and you will be able to follow this story without reading the first story. It may make more sense if you do read the first story, however. Tabitha had an extra pep in her step on her way to work. It has...
My name is Chester. I still hold it against my mother for giving me a pedophile first name but in the end, she probably knew what she was doing. I was some sort of genius as a kid. I tested off the charts and everyone told me how great I was going be. In high school I had a teacher who wanted to mold me, show me the way. I would have let her do whatever she...
Emilio strode into Pepe's pole with a swagger in his step. This was where the tikbalang, the Taga Lupa and the other diwata had brought Sinukuan, the fools. Didn't they know that he would find them? The dumbasses didn't even bother to hide. He palmed the black dagger that had served him well across many bodies. This body wasn't so bad. Dockworkers cleaned...
I hate my hometown. Some people say they are from a one horse town? Mine is a half ass village. I mean, technically it's a city, with a population of over 13 thousand. However, it's one of those cities where everyone knows everyone, is possibly related, and once a rumour starts you will never live it down. And here I am, back after 10 years away. Kids tod...
'You haven't written anything for Literotica for a while.' It was Saturday and we were enjoying a late breakfast after a leisurely bout of summer morning lovemaking. Her face still aglow with post-orgasmic blush, Margaret dipped a finger into the honey jar and licked at the sticky sweetness with delicate dabs of her tongue, before sliding the whole finger i...