Edited by PeeJ 1. Amy's finger massaged her clit as she sat on the toilet reading the "Letters" column in her husband's magazine. She had gone into the bathroom for a quick pee but noticed it in the mag-rack amongst the others: House and Garden, Money, Fishing and other more benign periodicals. It was funny how she had never noticed it be...
Overwatch, and all characters affiliated, are copyrights of Blizzard Entertainment. No copyright infringement is intended for this story. It is strictly fan-fiction and meant for entertainment purposes only. All rights belong to Blizzard Entertainment. ***** 1 "Why?!" Tracer demanded as she held Widowmaker down. "Why would you do this?" Her face was cont...
(This is a detective story and a some what dark one at that. it contains several somewhat vivid descriptions of crimes. If this is not your type of story...well...I gave a warning.) The soft tap of my cigarette on my lighter is a comfort. A Zen like feeling settles around my as the familiar sound puts me at ease. Even more so the softer crinkle sound fo...
This is a story I first wrote under a pseudonym (Proc0cateur) and since then I've wanted to improve it. Grateful thanks to Cambria for her superb editing skills. THURSDAY, DECEMBER 15TH -- MEETING STEVE RUSSO It was four o'clock in the morning and Daniel dropped through the gears as he raced his top of the range Lexus LFA around another corner. The heavy...
Jarrik's last memories of Boston were neatness and politeness. The stainless steel tweezers to turn the needle for the suture were sparkling. The boundaries of the surgery site were formed by straight lines of medical tape. Skin was inside the rectangle. Outside the rectangle was a blue sheet with the fold marks from storage. The anesthetist was sitting on a...
Scott Gordon hesitated at the bedroom door. Should he step out into the hall and confront his two teen-age daughters? Or, should he let pass the fact that they were sneaking back into the house at five o'clock in the morning? Their normal curfew was twelve o'clock, but his wife Sandy had talked him into letting them stay out later for the end of school year...
success or failure? Please read Part One first! The following morning I went off early into the village to get some provisions in for lunch. Tina wanted some bottled water and I hoped to have the chance of a word with Rob, the young English waiter at the beach restaurant where we had eaten a few times. He was part of my plan for level number six. Quite lu...
COMEDIC PATHOLOGIES OF THE VAGINOSI ARTS Salute: No one could take my musings seriously. I write for fun and the linguistic adventure. So! Just another scribble at tea time intended as a suggestive catharsis for HDK and his many erudite friends, accomplished writers all. I love them dearly and frequently review their many contributions to the Literotica l...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of eighteen. This story involves a sex change from male to female and a sex change from female to dick girl, through the use of science fiction. Also, there will be lesbian sex, straight sex, futa sex, and pregnancy for the former male. Amber and Karen Johnson's story is detailed in my story 'Wyex: The Pre...
I hadn't thrown a temper-tantrum in over thirty years. Yet one little word had sparked that rebellious nature I was sure I had outgrown. "I'm sorry, Becca. It's just not possible. That's the last I'm going to say about this." I opened my mouth but clamped it shut again when Malcolm tilted his head down and shook it once. I wanted to whine, "But why?" And h...