"I hate this place." "I hate that you're such a brat," Danielle said to her little brother. "Why do we have to go? Ma-mère doesn't even speak English," he whined some more. "She does, too." She reached over and smacked him just because she could. "You're just too stupid to understand her." "Dani, don't antagonise your brother," her mom scolded from the f...
Springford School is an old fashioned 3-floor building with many winding turns and unpredictable rooms. Mr Hodgkinson has decided to make you undertake your 2-hour detention in one of the upper tier 3rd Floor classrooms. There is absolutely noone else left in the school building, apart from yourself and Mr Hodgkinson. You feel awkward and nervous as you knoc...
Chapter Three: Uncle Pete and the Parisian Whore The next several days were busy for Edward, but he found he enjoyed the direction in scope and purpose that thieving on behalf of another provided. Lady Trey had given him three hundred pounds in "operating capital", as she had put it, to finance his expedition to Paris, and he had pilfered another three hund...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
October 16th - Saturday at the resort. We wake up late in the morning. Joan does have a bit of a sore throat. She says she doesn't care because last night was amazing. We all hit the showers and then head out for some brunch. After brunch and since it's afternoon, Mandi wants to hit the nude beach so we go back to the room, strip, grab the towels and sun...
CHAPTER 1 I met him in Paris, the most romantic city in the world. We were both spending a bit of time after finishing school. I was taking a year before university, he had just the summer after leaving school and before starting work. Two eighteen-year olds out in the world. He thought I was French and local because of the way I was talking with some othe...
The WWE diva's locker room was almost deafeningly noisy most of the time. Occasionally this would be because of divas discussing battle strategies, or dates, or whatever gossip was floating around. Mostly though it would be because of all the lesbian sex, sounds of licking, sucking and fucking only barely being drowned out by moans, groans, cries and screams...
Author's note: This is, of course, totally a fantasy. Never happened and never will. This story was derived from a dream I had. Hope you enjoy. ***** It all started when I won the Megamillion jackpot. It was $120 million before taxes. I had a little over $65 million left after every government took its share. There was not much I wanted to spend the money...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Once upon a time, a raiding party of Viking warriors fell upon a small Romany encampment along the coast of what would eventually become southern France. All who resisted were slaughtered, and the King of the Gypsies offered up His youngest daughter [LITEROTICA REQUIRED EDI...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. "A true soldier does not fight because he hates what is in front of him, but rather because he l...