64 year old Lloyd Carmody's ears pricked up when he heard an old familiar sound coming from the neighbor's backyard, proving that like most everything about the senior, his hearing still was keen, and for that he said a silent prayer. It had been a long time since he heard the gentle creaking of the tree limb that held the tire swing, but since the Sather's...
"What? Why.... monkey?" Will stammered. "Very eloquent." she laughed. "Monkey!?" he repeated. "It's a witch thing." Bella grinned. "He's my familiar." "You have a familiar now?" Will said, impressed. "Isn't that pretty high up on the witch achievement scale?" "Middle-range, really." Bella gave a one-shouldered shrug. "I had him watching from outside in...
[This story was inspired by the work of another Literotica member; see link here. I am grateful to 2words1fiinger for granting me permission to use his characters. NYU is New York University, which is not part of the city university system.] ***** Hakeem Yazbek was twenty-three years old when he arrived in New York City. He grown up in Dearborn, MI and ha...
This one has some fun elements, but I struggled with writing it. I hope I was able to salvage it in the edits. This one starts slow. Enjoy! ***** "AMY! AMY!" My brother, Mark, was shouting from the door. He'd been next door mowing the neighbor's grass. Our neighbor was Ted Kazinski, and up until two weeks ago, we thought he was just another friendly guy....
This is module one, chapter three. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 3 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. Module one, our main character is a senior in high school. He learn...
The lights were very strong and warm on my skin. My oiled skin that was quietly exuding its strength and muscles under a fabulous tan that would be the envy of models. Then of course, not as much money is spent on models as on me. There was some music in the arena and the crowd was watching closely. They were watching closely as we were now doing the "demons...
There was a problem, a huge, uncomfortable problem. Rotenma Dufan, Esther's main suspect in the death of Marchioness Lillitu Masen, Lady of the Kloen province, was dead. Her body had been discovered by a maid. It had been hanging by the throat in a bedroom. Curious, and still very angry, Esther personally visited the pathologist assigned to that partic...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Zamuel woke up to the beeping of his morning alarm. Despite having a king-sized bed all to himself, he always woke up curled up and around Snugglebutt. This time a tad sticky in the crotch as his semen dribbled out of the toy once he softened and slipped out of it. It wasn't as d...
They say to be careful what you wish for because you may just get it. For many a woman, the "rape fantasy" or being taken by a mysterious stranger adds an air of mystery, an element of unpredictability, and that rare "spice" of excitement that are so often missing in her life. Although her fantasy is seldom as violent or painful as the real crime, the woma...
I wake up when the sun hits my eyes, the light bleeding through the blinds, forming stripes on the covers. Looking over my shoulder, I see that Derek has vacated the bed and is no longer next to me. Hopefully he isn't a morning person, because I definitely am not. What a weird feeling. I can't even think of the last time I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine...