Note: I'd like to send a special thanks to my editor, LadyCibelle. ** "Damnation! You refused him." Anabel continued pacing, ignoring her sister's indignation. "You should have heard him, Bre. He thinks that I would suit him very well and be an asset to him. An Asset! I refuse to marry any man who only thinks of marriage in terms of business." "He did n...
I travel a lot, taking the 14-hour flight from the U.S. to Asia several times a year. I could do it in smaller flights broken up with layovers, but I hate the idea of wasting time sitting in airports, and would rather get it all over with at once. Not that I enjoy the dead time sitting on an airplane for that long, but I'd rather just get it out of the way,...
Chloe had to chuckle at the irony... Angers. Perhaps the absurd stream of consciousness of it all took the long way around to actually making sense, considering her reason for being in the small French town. But, looking out at the idyllic view of the town square beneath her window, it was impossible for her to imagine any possible motivation for naming this...
The characters, places, and buildings in this story are fictional and were by no means created to offend anyone. This story is a fictional making. I planned on taking it slow in this series, so it may take a while for the sex to occur, but it will be worthwhile. Please leave a comment! ***** Ryan Black inserted his dick into the woman beneath him. Her hair...
This is my first story on Literotica although I have published a few elsewhere and may bring them across if suitable. Somebody famous (probably Mark Twain as he had all the best quotes) once said that fiction is always semi-autobiographical i.e. write what you know but I would be the first to say that David King is not me. I may have experienced some of the...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Ethical Dilemmas are: We'll Always Have Paris. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and...
Acknowledgements: oldnakeddad, editor * I'm getting off of the bus in Ninh Hoa, a rural town one hour north of Nha Trang, in Vietnam. It's been forty-eight hours since I'd boarded my flight out of Calgary. Exhaustion isn't the worst part...my skin is soaking in sweat and I need to get out of my clothes. How can the locals be wearing jeans? I look for my h...
This story is fictional. You know the drill: If you are under aged or don't like TG stories don't bother reading any further. All rights are reserved. If somebody wants to publish this story somewhere else please contact me first. My thanks for editing this story go to alwaysupforyou2004! Jasmin wears the pants By Greta I had just arrived in New York for...
Eighteen He is in a rather swank hotel room, unpacking his suitcase after the 9 hour flight across the pond. The business trip to London was going to be a bitch, 5 days of bullshit meetings with bullshit customers, but that was what the job was about. What was most unfortunate was that the scheduling conflicted with Hers, and there was no way to coordinate...
It has been quite a drought for Sonya and I. Play time has been a luxury we have not been able to indulge in for many months. The daily trials of life in the city, family and work have drained us. It was time for a vacation to try to recapture some of the good things in life. After doing a cursory review of travel magazines and online sites, we decided to go...