Chapter 1. He had to check. To see whether the ghosts had done their magic or not. Only James had felt guilty at not having told Heather that he'd made imprints of the keys before tossing the originals down the vent. That'd had been the worst part of the whole thing for him. The symbolism of throwing those keys away thus imprisoning her for all time. So no...
So much had happened in the last twenty-four hours that Jenny was glad just to sit for a moment. The hard wooden bench was uncomfortable but Jenny didn’t care she just wanted to rest. Her legs were aching her arms were scratched and bruised, her eye blackened and her lip was cut. She sat her eyes closed her head back against the cold concrete wall. For a cou...
Hi. My name is Radha. I am a twenty year old Indian girl with brown skin, dark eyes, and black hair. I am a freshman in a Bangalore all girls college. I grew up in Hebbal, which is Northern most part of Bangalore. We have a large lake, which is very creatively called Hebbal Lake. Many people come for bird watching. One of my strongest childhood memories happ...
Hey again everyone. This chapter isn't as huge as the first one but I hope you like it just as much, be sure to rate and send me comments. Also another thank you to my editor, and I swear I will learn his screen name. He is amazing and getting the editing done almost as fast as I can get the chapters to him. * The alarm sounded and I groaned and slapped a...
Preliminary note: This story is part 2 of another piece I wrote a few months ago. You can find it here: www.literotica.com/s/the-ballad-of-a-drifter. Of course the Swan's song can be read as a standalone but I'll make references to events that occurred in the previous story so you might find yourselves a bit lost. I hope you enjoy it and of course all commen...
These are true stories, and the Scenic Motel was a real place with that name, not disguised for the benefit of the few readers who may recognize the free-wheeling sexual setting of thirty years ago. Maybe one or two of them could vouch for us in the comments that our recollections aren't made-up fantasies, this craziness was the way things rolled at the Scen...
Marissa had some downtime at work and was surfing the Internet trying to find a site to help with sales leads when she noticed that her email had a new message waiting. She checked the inbox and discovered that a friend of hers had sent her a link to an erotic story site. She smiled. It had been a while since she'd had the time to flip through such a site an...
All characters are 18+. Chapter 1 At Home The alarm clock started its irritating buzzing; Sarah yawns and rolls over to stop the clock. As she does her right breast is exposed to the chilly air, instantly erecting her brown nipple. "Damn it's cold," she thinks to herself. She wants to just bundle up in the sheets but her body is screaming at her that...
Emma was bright eyed and happy! She was 18, clever, pretty, big brown eyes and dark brunette hair and for the first time in her life she was living on her own at university. Lots of boys had flirted with her and she had let a couple of them kiss her, one she had let touch her breast and the sensations had felt so confusing she had got up and run away. But sh...
Dave had wanted to be crucified for as long as he could remember. He was brought up in the Catholic religion and even though the religious side of things had never made much sense to him he found the images of the crucifixion and the scourging erotic beyond words. He had long kept his fantasies to himself until he saw a personal in his local newspaper. It re...