A waif-like vision materialized out of the darkness. Her brief gossamer dress would not usually have been considered appropriate burial attire; it left little to the imagination. It may have been fine for partying with Paris Hilton or Britney Spears, but not for a formal funeral, at least not here in the south. "She's here!" I exclaimed, waking my wife. "...
*** If you'd like to stop by and discuss this or any of my other posted work, or to catch the latest news, you can find me on the Official Corvus Turrim thread. Here is the address: https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=1285980 *** * Haunted La Jolla The Ghost In Apartment 13 While the sun was out and appeared somewhat robust and able to take on...
The streets were dark, only the scattered lamplights breaking the moonless night; Gina paced up and down, in front of the abandoned mansion. Her head filled with memories and thoughts, all connected to her previous visit, to the ghost-resident of the mansion of horrors (and pleasures). Dressed only in a mini-dress and athletic footwear, she kept toying wit...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no underage characters. This is a Halloween contest story. Please vote. * Ghosts come out to play on Halloween "Well, here we are," said John, the Mayor's assistant, pulling up to the house. A typical politician, he was a gray-haired, portly man in his late fifties with darting eye...
by My Erotic Tale and Du Lac (Thank You Du Lac for the EDIT and adding your special touch to my tale. This story has been touched by the Du~ Thank You~) The Challenge~ Thundering rumble of horses in flight. Banded together in an all out spree across the burning sands of a scorching plane. Dust cloud bellowed behind the riders, racing toward the Tower of L...
"You're that surprised?" "Not really," grumbled Ghost, "I never trusted you from the start." Detective Robert Trent bent down, the silencer equipped gun pointing at his 'partner in crime fighting', and grabbed the case of money lying beside the invisible hero. Ghost was ready to make a move towards his belt to grab a weapon he could use, but Trent raised...
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Unconscious Camilla was now reliving a memory from a year before the aquarium incident. She was thirty-six at the time, and wearing a tight-fitting dress, high heels, and heavy makeup. She was at home, sitting on the sofa in the living room one December afternoon after having just finished teaching at McGill University. She'd heard some unpleasant news earli...
"I'm sorry hon, it must be the stress." It was all I could say when I failed to "answer the call." I've never had a problem getting an erection, especially with my beautiful wife. We've been married 10 years and she still looks good, wonderfully rounded 38 inch breasts, dark green eyes, blonde shoulder length hair, and a shaved smooth pussy. Our sex life has...
Having breakfast with a rival assassin turned out to be much more cordial than I would have expected. In fact, I'd even describe it as pleasant. Not a single bullet fired, not a single drop of blood shed. I have a theory for this-- bacon brings people together. Even people who are paid to kill other people. We made quite the pair, two contract killers shar...