It was just another day in paradise. Or at least that's what most people observing from the outside would surely think. Here I was, lounging by the pool in my skimpy pink bikini and soaking up the rays while maids and butlers saw to my every whim. Whether it was supplying food and drinks, applying sun lotion or even just fanning me I had servants to see to m...
The next morning, a few minutes after seven, I was dressed, nursing my first cup of coffee and thinking about my transgression with Rita. It had been exciting, delightful, lust filled and alive. Diagonally through the courtyard I could see that a light was on in the guest room. I got a second cup of coffee and headed down the hall. When the door opened, my...
Part 4 - Launching Western Investors After Amelia left to rent the house next door for her temporary office and lodging, I sat at the computer checking what she called strange movements in the market. I was beginning to analyze the contents of six windows on the big monitor when two sets of hands fell on my shoulders and neck. "Hmm. Here you are in the bac...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story is rated Mature (NC-17) for explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, Narev a...
Notes Hi! Here's the second installment of Field Trip Follies! Thanks, Literotica author Laurie, for the inspiration and spell-checking! The characters Lindsey Foster and her family were created by Laurie. Please go to Laurie's page and read her stories, "The Sun Felt Good On My Back" and "While Lindsey Is Away", for more stories about Lindsey and her famil...
They call me Al-Asi but that is not my real name it, however, reflects who I am better than my real name. For me, the name is a testament that it's possible to defy the place you are born into. I'm not an educated girl, I can barely read and write, but I'm a poet and narrator, because I know how to tell a story. The name gives a clue to my origins; I'm from...
With much gratitude to GaiusPetronius for editing my work. The final product is always more readable! I leaned over the counter, putting all my weight on my hands. Deep breaths, girl. Deeeep breaths. I looked down and saw the plate I had been carrying: thank God I hadn't dropped it. With one more deep breath, I picked up the plate, set it on the ledge a...
It was several years ago in 1986 that Josh Mills decided to take the summer off and return to East Texas the land of his childhood. He had just completed his graduate work in Philosophy and wanted a rest from the academic world. When Josh was younger he played guitar in various country bands throughout East Texas and Louisiana and decided he wanted to spend...
Part I As Kevin pulled his car to a stop in front of Laurie's sister's house, he asked, "Is that Michelle's truck?" Laurie shook her head and said, "Nope. It's her husband's." "The cop?" Kevin said "That's him," Laurie said as she giggled. "Don't worry. He won't be a problem." Kevin hesitated before he opened his door and followed Laurie across Mich...
"How much more can go wrong?" My hands are tied, knotted together behind my back in a chair and my ill-conceived attempt at revenge looks to land me in jail. And this is just the latest event in a steady slide toward oblivion. Just three weeks ago I was making plans with my live-in girlfriend to be in Chicago this very weekend for a Valentine's get-away and...