How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...
L'aria nel vecchio scantinato non era delle migliori e poi c'era il fatto che un' unica finestrella in alto non faceva passare che poca luce dando a quel posto l'aspetto di una cripta. Mia aveva messo un tavolo, delle sedie per i suoi compagni e c'era perfino un telo che serviva come base per le proiezioni. Guardò l'orologio. Mancavano ancora venti minuti al...
I had to wait a few days before I could visit the little shop again. My welts lead to bruising but no real pain lingered. Luckily Gran doesn't notices much while she goes about her routines. I almost run into the shop just slowing myself down at the door as to not scare the crone who owns it. She turns from dusting a shelf at my entry, a smile playing across...
Damned if You Do; Damned if You Don't! by Denham Forrest, The wanderer. A story by The Wanderer writing as Denham Forrest. Literotica's systems would not accept the full title of this story. Copyright© 2009 by Denham Forrest, The Wanderer Damned if You Do; Damned if You Don't! Late on a summers evening, a middle-aged man is standing on his house rear p...
Steve was busy preparing their meal; he'd volunteered to cook on this Saturday night. He enjoyed being chef and was reflecting the past few days, meeting Hazel that kitchen. "Hazel? I presume? Sorry about delaying meeting you! I'm on a slightly tight schedule; Marion told you?" smiled Steve extending a hand of friendship. Hazel's hand was soon in his, it w...
"Tim, would you like a passenger with you to South Australia?" My sister, Natalie, asked me the question. "Why? Do you want to come with me?" I asked her but I would be surprised if she had said 'yes', because she doesn't like car swap-meets. "No, but Bree can be, if you like." It was more like a twenty questions quiz to find out why Nat asked. "Bree? You...
Ch 02. Michael and Hazel. Michael had never had much success with the female population. At college, he always stood at the back of the room and watched his mates flirt and dance. At university, he came out of his shell a little and dated a few times, but he always felt the girls accepted him because no one else asked them. He had been a change of life, af...
CHAPTER 1 Struggling for a break in his chosen career of commercial photographer, having gained basic academic qualifications but lacking experience and an influential person to get him through the door, Col Cully sat at a bar, having worked eight hours as a security guard standing outside a bank. The pay was sufficient to keep him housed and fed with some...
In the land of Gran, in the Kingdom of Silras, in a small village of Varnak, we enter a bar known as the Shady Tickler. We do not dwell on the name of such a bar, as such an origin story would be lewd and unworthy of our time. Instead, we focus on the inhabitants of this shady bar out in the middle of nowhere. No no, not the halfling fucking the elven prosti...
A big thankyou to Pixie for fixing up my shocking mistakes. Your a legend for putting up with my grammer problems! * * * * * The lowest basement of the building was linked to the sewer system. It was the way young vampires traveled through the day if they needed to get a message to Eric from their bosses. Eric, Richard and Dee were the first to live in thi...