Author's Note Here I am back by unpopular demand. More of a leg end than a legend. This is a long story, 42,000 words, if that bothers you then don't start reading. No bitches are burned in the course of this story and the sex is all at the end. Because I am British I have used UK spelling and punctuation throughout the story. If that offends you then don...
Chapter 1 I was supposed to go to the CIA. No, not that one, the other one--the Culinary Institute of America, the foremost cooking school in the country. I had been cooking for years for free, and I felt sure that's what I wanted to do for money for the rest of my life. It would be my ticket into the world, and introduce me to all the amazing things out t...
Well first off, this is set in the Jazz Age, otherwise known as 1920-1930. Plenty of things said won't make much sense to anyone born after then. So here is a little listing of said terms and an explanation. baby grand-muscle bound, not quite but same idee bimbo-This is a guy, more or less a heavy or bouncer breezer-convertible, that is a car for the dim...
(This is mostly bondage, per my love, and a service story to many emails who wanted their OC's presented. I had to pause many times due to RL work, quality may fluctuate. Please enjoy. - Neighborhood Pervert Esteban) In the world of Dunia where men and monsters existed, a dark, secluded and beautiful town was nestled on a wooded coast. This beautiful town...
*** Hey guys, the first (and shorter) split of what was originally chapter 8. More to follow. Fair warning, this chapter has pseudo-incest themes again. Thanks to Lunarlilith for editing. Enjoy. *** Chris' muscles heaved, beads of sweat dislodging, combining, and running down his bare skin. A salty, miniature flash flood, gaining momentum before...
Authors note: For those of you who've read "The Ya Ya Dildohood", this isn't a continuation of that series, but it is an in depth background into the character "Maggie" of that series. Maggie is based on a real person, though the names have been changed to protect their identities. Not all of the situations in this story are true, though those that are, I ha...
CHAPTER 1 - IMPENDING DOOM Dominik Halcyon snapped out of the meditation with a gasp. Sweat dripped off her forehead and she was breathing heavily. Her legs felt stiff as she stumbled out of the recliner and rushed for a phone. Her fingers shook as she dialed her friend over at the Seattle Police Department. "Hail." She said in her strong baritone voice....
Author's note: This entire story is posted only on literotica.com. Any other public posting without my permission in writing is a violation of my copyright. —— 1 —— Tom Rechtmann stepped into Tony's and looked around. The restaurant was designed for casual dining—it was licensed for beer and wine, but nothing stronger—a...
I got into a bit of a creative slump in December. I felt like nothing I wrote was any good. To get out of the slump, I read my favorite books and tried to imagine additional stories set in their worlds. It came to naught, until I re-read Over_Red's story "Dream Drive", which he published on this very site. I managed to conjure up a character and sent him on...
© Fionna Guillaume 2016 *** Prologue: The Cards Rosemary sat in the back room of Triple Goddess Herb Shop, drinking a huge mug of chamomile tea and feeling sorry for herself. She'd just been dumped. Again. This time the sad, nascent relationship had made it all of three months before disintegrating beneath the barest discussion of a long-term future. Jaso...