"No, it's not made of saronite..." the teal-haired night elf warrioress tactfully pronounced. " 'En eye 'on't kno' wat ya want, missy." Soft-spoken and ever patient, D'Dea had been trying to get this dwarf weaponsmith to understand her request for a good fifteen minutes. She was increasingly of the impression he already knew he didn't know how to smith the...
Eric Newman's fingers steadily clicked away at the keyboard of his Mac PC, which sat in the middle of the mahagony desk in his bedroom. A portable CD player sat on his lap, piping soothing 'environmental' music into Eric's ears, via headphones. The digital clock on the corner of his desk read 11:10 PM. Normally, Eric would be ready to go to bed very soon, at...
CHAPTER 1 TV was roaring away in the TV room unwatched in the Maynard household as the family waited for one of the passing vehicles in the street to turn into the driveway. Faye Maynard worried that something might have happened. Eldest child Michele (31) was coming home from LA with her fiancée Danny who was two years younger. Michele had called twenty...
Being the opening chapter of Isabella Silverto's story of remembrance and awakening in which a funeral brings back memories of a dark family secret and Isabella renews an acquaintance. * Naples June 1736: The family of Alberto Silverto was in mourning. The family matriarch, and Alberto's aunt on his father's side, Donna Elvira Del Malachi Silverto had fina...
Finally the day had arrived. I had been begging and begging my friend, John, to let me come and visit the studio where he worked as a camera man and he had always refused, mainly with the excuse of 'I haven't been here long, I don't want to get into trouble, blah, blah, blah. But now John had been working at the ITV studios for well over a year and finally c...
[This is part 2 of the Cheating Husband Chronicles. Part 1 is posted on Literotica, feel free to catch up. I've gotten feedback from both ends of the spectrum...Some people have liked what I wrote, others seem to think I am worse than Hitler. Either way, thanks for the attention. I answer all my mail so please if you leave a comment (particularly a mean comm...
While the characters in this story are fictional, the story was created based upon information provided by a drop dead gorgeous young woman who is proudly black owned. She knows who she is and I think her. I stood before my dressing mirror, heart racing, as I inspected myself. When smoothing my dress over my hips the glint of my diamond and wedding band cau...
Chapter 3 -- Spokeswoman Lee-Dolkivna Upon receiving the call from the chief inspector, Spokeswoman Kimberly Lee-Dolkivna wrote down the pertinent information: that a Colombian drug courier had been arrested with a kilo of cocaine in pellets concealed in her stomach, that she had undergone an initial interview, and that a Spanish-speaker needed to go to the...
"You say you just want to play eh, no strings attached? You're my kind of woman." I smiled as I slipped my hand under her swimsuit, feeling the humidity emanating from her damp nether region. "I feel the same way, sex doesn't always have to come with a commitment. What do ya say we have ourselves some fun?" I suggested. "I say we're already having it stud...
This is the continuation of a slightly twisted femdom love story that make most sense if the chapters are read in order. The characters don't seem to want to engage in safe sex, but in the real world we should. Enjoy. All characters are over 18. ***** It was a long week for me. I wasn't surprised when Mel didn't call. It made sense that we needed some t...