A Victorian Adventure, involving a Treasure and a Jinniyah, plus Sex, Violence and Brandy. (Author's note - Part 1 ended with a cliffhanger – you may want to start at the beginning.) * The tunnel was longer than I had guessed, and narrowed as I went, forcing me to push my small kit ahead and then squeeze myself through. The stones seemed to press from abo...
After my girlfriend broke up with me, I was through with love for a while. It was just me and "Righty" for about two months, until finally I got the itch again. Since I don't hang around bars much, I had to try to find a date where I could. This, as it turned out, was at work. Tina was a nice girl, a little on the heavy side, but only just enough to give he...
I'm writing a series of accounts about my life in England; mainly true accounts, with just a little embellishing here and there. They're about my sex life to be precise, but then what other type of life is written about on Lit? A biography I suppose, but a short one and an unfinished one. Is it arrogant for a, nearly, twenty one year old to write a bio? Pr...
***Kerry had a lot of time to regret that Khoe had gone. He also had a lot of time to regret his actions, deciding that he'd been an idiot. Ah well ... This is a short piece even when taken together in its entirety. With that said - it's implausible as hell ,but I liked the notion of it and wrote it to see where it could go as a fairytale type of story....
As she stood astride my prostrate body I didn't really notice her face. My entire concentration at that moment was focussed on the tip of the hand blaster she held at arms length, pointing directly at my nose from a distance of less than half a meter. "Okay pretty boy, get your pants off." I was too stunned to move for a moment. Surely I couldn't have heard...
The snow fell thick and deep in New York City on Christmas Day 2009 so we were just as glad that we didn't have anywhere to go. It was our first Christmas as a couple and the first Holiday that neither of us would be spending with our families. We just didn't have enough money to travel across the country because we'd both graduated that awful year and I ha...
It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. Chapter Six - The Company Manager's Tale The morning of the second day dawned with no improvement i...
11 days to paradise Saturday. Paradise was getting closer. My tan was getting darker. And I was getting worn out. Between my every-other-day-orgies at the tanning salon, my wife's growing sexual appetite (which happened before every trip) and trying to get an extra week's worth of work completed before my vacation, my body and mind were having a difficult t...
There have been many legends about the Amazonian women. Many of which are true and many of which are fantasies of the imagination. There are very few that know the truth. Not even the President of the United States knows the truth. Only some higher ups in the American government who have helped keep them a secret for years have been allowed the truth. Area 5...
Chris paced the carpet. Driven by the temptation to go back a watch his wife and her lover, but he didn't, knowing that he was most definitely excluded from the action of their bedroom, hearing the squeals of delight, the sighs and sounds of sex coming from the room only a few feet and a couple of doors away from him was pure torment. The television played t...