Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Author's Note: This story is a little over the top. I didn't enjoy writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it. There is no sex, bu...
Ye Olde Spice Shoppe "Morning, Sandy!" "Oh, hi, V. You're in early," her friend and co-worker said when she saw her on the 'rack' doing Pilates. "I think the sound of the rain put me to sleep last night. I laid down around ten and didn't wake up until my alarm went off at 7am." "I love the sound of rain!" "Me, too. It's like heaven on earth! Anyway, I...
Copyright © 2020 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Author's Note: Okay, this is your warning, there is a lot of sex in this story but no burning bitch or bastard. Just a loving coup...
Authors Note I am indebted to Mostera 1 for casting an eye over this and helping me improv e this story. It happens every Christmas, the radio stations pick a number of festive songs and play them every hour so that we all get heartily sick of them. Often it's Merry Christmas Everybody by Slade, this year the most popular seems to be Chris Rea's Drivi...
Summary: MILF's sexual awakening by being forced to do 7 slutty tasks. Note 1: This is an April Fool's Day 2018 Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to DARKBREEZLY for collaborating with me and creating all the illustrations that bring this story to life. Note 3: Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, thor_p, Robert, and Wayne for editing. Note 4: A warning:...
Prologue. Late Summer 1943 – Suffolk, England. Katie opened the front door and froze. A grim faced postman stood on the doorstep with an ominous looking telegram in his hand. He silently handed it to her, and Katie shut the door before he had a chance to offer her his sympathy. She had been expecting this, she had not heard from Stephen for many months, sh...
Bardic Cycle Date: March 28, 2095, evening Locations: City of the Suns, village of Athenia, and wilderness to the west This story contains magic and sometimes psionics (mental powers). The story is about Reison Whisper Wind, a young half-elf warrior who wants to become a bard, and his three newlywed human wives -- the high priestess Tia, the warrior monk...
John hadn't intended to fall asleep, but with Helene's soft warm body cuddled up against him, he soon found himself drifting off into a soothing slumber. Instead of the blackness of unconsciousness, he found himself gazing up at glorious blue skies, the sight that greeted him every night since Alyssa had created her personal subplane. Lying down in the field...
Freja & Jeanie Disclaimer: Welcome to Freja & Jeanie. This story is part of my larger story cycle, commonly known as "The Alexaverse." As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty-shots courtesy of Freja and Jeanie are directed at my long-suffering editor and Beta-reader, who makes sure my grammar is on point. Constructive reviews and critiques are w...
*This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History, numerous Mythologies and Linguistics; be warned* *Professional, conscript, or volunteer – they all have run away from battle.* *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* A Note on terminology and the metaphor of Cael's World T...