Part Two: (There's a whore, an ex-wife, and a farmer each with their own demons.) I was up early the next morning. I slipped into the master bedroom and saw Caprice was still asleep; probably the Nyquil. I walked over and tapped her shoulder, "Hey sleepy head." She rolled over and gave me a lazy look, "Oh, you." I smiled as I unfastened the locks that he...
Grandma Vicki loved visiting her grandma. Her grandma had lived a full and adventurous life, even been a whore, selling herself on the street, until she learned to make a lot more money, less dangerously, by being a high class escort. She no longer sold herself routinely, being wealthy now, but, when she remembered some of people she fucked, who made love t...
Wearing only her bra and skimpy panties she watches from her upstairs bedroom window as her grandmother struggles unloading her groceries from the back of her car. Grandma opens the hatch and tries to gather all the plastic bags by looping her fingers through the flimsy handles of the bags. Something slips and two cans roll out of the bags onto the driveway....
I'd like to thank my friend Annanova for taking on the huge task of editing for me. It's a move long overdue, as I've struggled with the chore of both writing and reviewing each chapter. I'm sure many of you might be saying 'What took you so long?', but I'm choosing the 'Better late than never' path. Thanks to my readers for your patience, and once again, th...
A/N: Oh sweet I finally got through this next part. It's always like this when I write. I come to a part that I have a hard time getting through, but once I get over it, it's like a flood and I can't stop writing! At least this time it didn't fully take another year to get the next part out. Next part I can fully assure you that it's the last part of Ch. 6....
For the backstory, read the 60000 word Theo: Blood Angel of Lescatie for a story of monstergirl sex and war. https://www.literotica.com/s/theo-the-blood-angel-of-lescatie ...Another rainy day. Dark clouds are already over you. You took refuge in the woods, the rain battering the leaves of endless forests. You keep running, thinking you saw a fox. The endl...
I was a warm summer’s day as the group of three girls walked up the wooded dirt road that led away from their neighborhood. They approached an old graveyard that had been all but forgotten for nearly a century. Many of the grave stones had long since given away to the ravages of time, crumbling or wearing away, lost in the tall grass. The few that were recog...
Rogue woke up the next morning with her mouth open and slobber running down her chin. She had stayed up late last night with Lily and couldn't remember when she had gone home. She sat up from her awkward angle on the couch, rubbing her painful neck which she was gingerly twisting about. A flushing toilet could be heard in the distance causing her eyes to wid...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My birth name was Daniel Terris. I have a cousin of exactly the same age called Jimmy Terris. Our fathers, after whom we were named, were brothers. They married two sisters, the Joyce sisters. Both families were, near enough, Variety royalty. My grandparents and great-grandparents...
What am I going to do with myself? That's what I wondered as I sat inside the food court of the Saint Laurent Mall in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Of all the sexy ladies of all hues walking by, why is it that only SHE arouses me? I don't frigging know. All I know is that what I'm feeling isn't normal. And I consider myself a pretty normal guy. My name is Art...