This novella is in ten chapters with a short epilogue; it has been split into two submissions to Literotica. Specific dialogue and scenes in this work are fiction; however, the general plot happened almost as written here. Names, locations, and characters have been fictionalized to protect what remains of the reputations of those that survive. Many have forg...
I was 31 years old, lonely and horny. Definitely an unsatisfactory condition. My husband had been killed in an automobile accident about 15 months before and I missed him terribly. We had been married for a little over 11 years and he was the love of my life. I had known Bob most of my life. We were neighbors in a rural farming community, our parents socia...
I like to think of myself as a master of exploitation. Others will call me a bitch, a whore, or just plain evil. But my interference in the affairs of others is minimal; its victims further extend the problems I cause. Many solutions present themselves, but are neither explored nor realized. I feel no sympathy, and remain far from empathy. I only feel joy fo...
My name is JoAnne. I met the man who was to become my Master through his cousin during a summer visit. I was 19 and Bill was 19. This was 40 years ago, but I can still remember it as if it had happened earlier today. Even at the age of 19, I had had several short term relationships with various men. I had loved to fuck ever since I had felt my first cock in...
"What do you mean no?" Carla frowned. "I meant... no. Do I really need to explain the concept of no to you?" Jordan asked dryly. Carla glared, "You have plenty of slaves." "Your point being?" Jordan asked with disinterest. "My point is why would you want to keep Elliot..." Carla said more as a statement than a question, her mind briefly searching for an...
***So I'm picking up the pace here a bit and the focus will switch here and there a little. This chapter's got a little bit of everything in it, so you'll need a good comfy chair and some munchies, maybe. All I know is in this one chapter, almost everybody has a good time as the group of werewolves continues on its eastward exodus. What do I mean by a goo...
Caroline was barely able to stop her knees from shaking. She sat in the back of the stretch limousine, all alone and was given specific instructions. She knew the driver was a friend of her lover's but the rest of the voyage was a mystery. Her lover had been very detailed with his instructions but quite vague in revelation of his plans. He said only to wai...
Thank you Tigerssman for help with the editing for this story. ***** "What's up dude?! I am Dean, a freshman at a lame university my parents sent me to. I do not make friends well, I guess I am too frank with people. I tend to answer the question asked instead of what the person 'meant' to say. The University is more than two miles above sea level. I thin...
Chapter 4 and Breakfast Duncan could hardly believe the morning. Not one day could he recall that had dawned so bright and cheerful, with so much promise. Looking at the beautiful woman walking beside him, her hand in his, he knew exactly why the day was so grand. Grinning wryly to himself he realized it could be the middle of a blizzard and he would feel t...
Note: This is the first episode in a series entitled "April's Story". This story is the fourth part of a four part series. The first three parts: "Brenda and Bobby", "Sandra and Stevie" and "Roxanne and Willie" have already been posted on this site. "April's Story" can be read and enjoyed on its own, but you will know more about the characters if you go ba...