Winston bolted upright out of the chair and aimed the nerve pistol at the face. Overlord's smile didn't flicker. "That weapon cannot harm me," said the luminous face, "but to make this conversation feel less adversarial, I'll get rid of it." The pistol turned into dust. Winston's fingers came together into a fist as the handle crumbled away into nothingnes...
My old friend David Fisher hired me as a caretaker and all purpose maintenance worker for the famed Fisher and Sons Funeral Home. David had saved me from a mundane job as a waiter. I often liked David in our high school days though he was a bit odd. The same could be said for his highly dysfunctional family. I had no clue what I was about to endure. My firs...
I usually got home from work around 6:30. I breezed in and swept a hand over my cat, Thomas. I had been living with Alex for two weeks now and we had fallen into a routine of fucking every night. The agreement had been once a week, but when he asked me to come to his room each night, I went. That night Alana had invited me to a party thrown by some of Fisher...
Note to reader: The characters are based on those of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. The story itself is not in any way related to an existing plot line. It's a made-up situation to get these two to finally get it on. For those unknown to Miss Fisher and Jack Robinson: this is set in the 1920s, Miss Fisher is a private detective and Jack Robinson is a dete...
This is my final story on Literotica. All characters participating in sex are at least eighteen years old. *** Tears streamed from Rachel Fisher's normally twinkling blue eyes and rolled down her flawless skin as she viewed the troubling text message on her cell phone. Her mind blazed angrily, as she dashed through the halls of Hayward High School, sendin...
"Rats!" snapped my friend Ricky good-naturedly as the 15-ball caught the edge of the pocket and deflected out. "I should have had it." I stepped to the table and lined up my shot on the 8-ball. "Tied 3-all, this one’s for the win," he said. "Don’t choke, James." I’ve got you now!" I said, lining it up. The shot was perfect as soon as I hit it. "I win aga...
Another Monday, another ho hum workweek at the office. After our weekend with Michael, I ended up more turned on than satisfied. Seemed like the more I fucked, the more I wanted to be fucked. Super slut, indeed. Plus the weekend seemed too far away to see my mystery man again. I was forming a plan, and this time I'd be the one in control. Would I work him...
Phryne and Jack are based on the characters from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. In the first chapter of this story, they finally take the next step, aided by having to travel on top of each other. This is a continuation. I would love to explore these two more and continue their sexual exploits, so if you like this, please feel free to comment. Enjoy!...
All I could think as I panted hard was my boss’s enormous cock shoved so tightly up my ass. I bounced on top of him as he reclined in his chair, all the blinds to his windows securely closed as we fucked hard during my Friday night shift. I leaned back, arching my back, thinking how sexy it was to know all the other girls sat right outside doing what they al...
Disclaimer: Please note that Tomb Raider, Lara Croft, Nathan Drake, and all related characters belong to Square Enix and Naughty Dog respectively. This is a fictional erotic adventure written for the enjoyment of those who are allowed to read it. I do not make any money off writing this fanfic. Characters from Tomb Raider are taken from the Tomb Raider Legen...