I started writing about Michael because of Fallen. He was and is a part of my life story. I just don't know how much I will tell... Sara * Chapter 1. I was having a rough time working the embezzlement case I was on. The Firms client was not working with me, not giving me all the facts I needed to defend him. I was getting stressed out with the long meeti...
This story is a sequel to my previous story "The Irishman at the End of the Bar". I'd recommend reading that for the continuity. I would further like to the give a special shout to everyone who helped make the last story more successful than I ever imagined it could be. I never dreamed it would rank as all time number one for the genre on Literotica. I don't...
Author's Notes: 'Drive' is my story for Literotica's Highway Song story event. This is another first for me. Dipping my toe into the Loving Wives category... and hoping not to pull back a stump! Truthfully, considering how volatile this category is (and some of its readers are), I have NO expectations. It sinks, or it swims, whatever. DAMN the TORPEDOS!...
Firstly, let me apologize to the few of you out there who have been kind enough since my last chapter to keep on me to carry on. Work, Love and Pursuit of the Mighty Dollar kept getting in the way, but here we are. I also apologize for the length, but hopefully it's worth the read. For those of you who have just stumbled upon the series, I'd suggest you at l...
Copyright 2017. No reproduction in whole or part is permitted without prior permission of the author. Author's note: This story is 58,943 words long and is Book #2 of The House of Scarlet series. It deals with BDSM, domination, blood, fire, and martial arts. One Detective Steven Howell opened the door to the small tattoo parlor. As he entered the shop, a...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 07: College Days Copyright 1999 by Paul * * * * * Chapter 1 My fingers hurt. It felt like I'd been writing forever. My shoulder ached from when I'd dislocated it. Who's bright idea had it been for me to go to University? I had been there six weeks and it had seemed like an eternity. It was nine o'clock on a Friday night an...
Note to readers: This is the very first story I ever wrote. I really hope you all enjoy it! Thanks in advance for reading it and for your comments and suggestions on improving the story! * PART ONE The night was dark. There was only a sliver of a moon showing occasionally through the blanket of clouds in the sky. The stars were barely visible. The air was...
Part I: Debbie Alan Burnett listened to the same 'oldies' station he had for years now; the music was predictably comfortable and the commercials were kind of funny – sometimes anyway, and besides, almost everyone else in the department listened to the station. You could always count on a happy mix of sixties stuff, but usually they played more seventies mu...
Pulling up to Emma's house I waited in the Astra and put some music on. It was one of the cleaner streets I had been on. There were trees where I had parked, saplings held with stakes in the earth, one every forty metres on both pavements. The bins had been put out for tomorrow. I saw a fluttering of curtains in the window of Emma's house and recognised th...
Chapter 1 "Steve, is that really you?" I was sitting in a food court at a mall, working on the ever-present laptop, waiting for my son and almost daughter-in-law. Even though I hadn't heard that voice in almost fifteen years, I knew instantly who it was. Looking up, I smiled. "No Kara, it's someone else. What kind of a dumb statement was that?" She flin...