This is a continuation of my first story 'Why Are You Trying So Hard". This story will not make sense if you don't read the other story first so, please, if you are going to read this story, and I hope you do, read "Why Are You Trying So Hard", first. I didn't intend to continue the story however, so many people wanted an "ending". During life, don't our st...
I tried to slow my breathing from the chase. "All this over a bloody coat!" I hissed to myself. The air was so unusually cold tonight; I could see my breath in the moon light, and it was only just nightfall. The water slopped against the piers, and the ships groaned and creaked with the movement. I could taste the salty air which was sweet compared to th...
The next morning at dawn we continued our journey, nodding twice to passing riders but otherwise seeing no one until we pulled into the outskirts of the settlement around the fort. We spent the next two days trading with different merchants and catching up on the news of the world. It seemed that there were ever more rumors about a war between the north and...
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[This is a work of fiction. The Story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps a few female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not be completely realistic. All places, events, and persons are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] ***** I guess...
“I should warn you, I suck.” I felt obligated to tell her. I mean we just met, how was she to know? I noticed her there with her friends obviously having some drinks after work. They were all business attired and relaxing: ties loose, top buttons unbuttoned, jackets over chairs, hair down. But she stood out. She had this soft, round face that was lit with t...
Due to rousing support for my first two stories I have finally decided upon making a third. Please feel free to read A Story of My Slaves - Parts One and Two to give you a most delicious background on this piece. You'll find them both under the BDSM section of stories here at Literotica. Also, no matter how good or bad this one is, everyone loved those two....
(Disclaimer: This is free entertainment/parody for adults only. The author claims no ownership of copyrighted material.) 4,000 years before the death of the wrong Tico,the Republic is on the defensive, facing a seeminglyunstoppable Sith army led by the Dark Lord Malak.In the space above Taris, the Endar Spire, a Republicvessel escorting Jedi Knight Bastila...
The story consists of the following characters – Myself - Poornima My husband – Ashwin My friends – Shweta, Shaila, Priyanka ***** It was a lazy Saturday. One of those days when you just really don't feel like doing anything, but lay around naked and have sex. My friend Shweta called me and asked if I cared if she came over. Of course, I didn't, Sh...
I work for an insurance company as an Assessor. It's strange, but some people seem to think that insurance companies are run by generous and gullible idiots who will listen to their sob story and then throw money at them. It doesn't quite work that way. Our helpful people will certainly listen to your sob story but before they throw money to you they often h...