Wherein we party hardy, then finish the shoot, and me Author's note: this is part 4 of a 12-part story arc which I've put under Group Sex (see Chapter 1). Like all my stories, it begins with character development and in this case, over several chapters. The chapters can have the elements of a number of different categories and I will try to give advance war...
The night was "electric," possessed with an atmosphere of anticipation and longing. A new club called "Le Freak" had just opened, the hottest club in town and people were lining up around the blocks for hours on in, fawning, groveling, and practically begging the doorman to let them in. Some even went as far as bribing him hundreds of dollars and young women...
Almost a year after the Super Bowl incident, things had gotten grimmer. One evening Scrip stood, one foot on each chair as Marigold had ordered him, with each hand sticking out and holding a large encyclopedia with a glass on top of that. Scrip knew if he dropped the glass, the red wine would hit the carpet, and all hell would break loose... Marigold was...
This is my submission for the Literotica Halloween 2020 Story Contest. It could've easily fitted into Group Sex, but wound up here in Mature instead. Please enjoy! + 14 February Logan floated half-dozing in a sea of contentment. He gradually became aware of Connie's warm breath on his neck, of the weight of her head on his shoulder, of her waist under...
This story was edited by ErikThread and DaveT with my thanks and appreciation. Any errors are mine alone. It was previously posted on another site. * Chapter 13 Making Progress It took me less than two hours to provide Kevin with a list of the sequence of components for the prototype. The next three hours were spent trying to come up with some dimensions...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
*** Author's note: This is the third part of a story that introduced Derek and Samantha in the first two parts. Although it is not necessary to have read those parts, you will be missing context of the night's events. Thank you to my editor who helped me refine my writing in this chapter. *** ***** Derek A phone started to blare in the dark of the basemen...
The Premonition Just a little something for the Halloween season... As always, many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please...
There is nothing but sand for miles around. Scattered about the sand dunes are lone cacti, some so tall they look like hands reaching for the heavens. With a quick whack of his machete he takes a limb of a cactus off, picking it up carefully and draining what little precious water it has in it, into his rawhide water sack. He pulls out all the thorns and beg...
WARNING: If you have strong religious beliefs you might want to avoid reading this story. It is guaranteed to piss off almost every known religion. * What started me on the journey toward wanting to watch my wife with another man was an advertisement in a magazine. It was in "Argosy" a man's magazine that is no longer around. God, I don't even want to dwel...