CHAPTER 14 ***Mr. Ash*** At first I thought my window was being pelted by hummingbirds. That's the kind of dream I was having, although I don't like to brag about that. Then I opened my eyes to find myself staring groggily into the tear-stained face of Harmony Adair. Evidently, I had walked to the door and opened it in my sleep. If I thought she looked lik...
It was mid April. The sun was getting warmer, the trees were blossoming. I had booked a Bed and Breakfast room at the Dutch Knight on Herengracht in Amsterdam. A very large room with a view on the canal, and a separate huge Italian bathroom separated from the bedroom by a window in a beautiful, traditional house. I knew he would appreciate that this way sinc...
She sits, still half dressed in her slip, skirt, and heels, with the flogger lying limp across her thighs. She is stunned at how it came to be lying on her lap in the first place. She knows she needs to get up and make dinner, but she can't stop the scene replaying in her head. — She walked into the bedroom, dying to take off her heels and take down her h...
Cindy and Sky climbed into the back seat of Tyrone's black Tahoe. The ride was a little rough due to the oversized wheels and tires. The windows were blacked out. Tyrone sat in the front seat with the driver who was thick and about six foot two; Tyrone called him Clay. In the back seat with the girls was Lex. He was about six four and thin as a rail. Soon L...
I checked my bag before leaving, to make sure I had everything I wanted for today's little fun. Her parents were away for the weekend, so we decided I would come over after work on Friday. They don't leave often, so we liked to get things going whenever we could. They'd left this morning, and had already sent Vivienne a picture of their hotel, 5 hours away....
It's strange to think there was a time when Humanity was all alone, its knowledge of the wider universe limited to what it could glimpse through telescopes from Earth. Scientists peering into the night sky, searching for evidence of life, or even just its possibility. Their excitement over glimpsing the tell-tale traces of planets about other stars, especial...
Dear readers, I had to finally write about the best birthday weekend I ever had. However, before I can tell that tale, I feel I owe it to you to give a little back-story. I have been friends with Janette for about a year and a half now, she stands only 5' 5" tall and is ten years my junior but we hit it off immediately when we first were introduced. We had a...
Jean Pierre Lemoine was an artist. His magic moved the needle through the subcutaneous tissue with surgical precision, which was no great surprise to anyone that knew him, as he did have two years of surgical residency under his belt. The surgical scars will be less noticeable than if a plastic surgeon had been over them to hide them, despite being located i...
by Whatdreamsmaycome and JavaBlack. This is a collaboration for Randi's "Highway Song" event. It was a pleasure to work with JavaBlack and be invited to write in this event. This is a two-part story. Although this is a travel/action/adventure story, all the story elements are not contained in this part. The next part will be posted in one week. Thanks to ou...
Dear Readers, Firstly, this is a resubmission. This story was first posted under 'Romance,' as a celebration of exceeding 500 followers on Literotica. Despite the fact this story, at its core is about two people who fall in love (and have lots of sex), it was not well received. A rather vocal but small group of people made it their business to not read the...