Tiffany. Maria. Sandy. Destiny. Chastity repeated the names to herself as she directed a coy smile at the man she had brought back to her apartment. Tiffany. Maria. Sandy. Destiny. They were the names of the women he had raped and then sent to the grave in one case and into the ICU with the others. They were women like her—women who shared an... affliction...
Story edited by Spyro. I would like to thank the editor for doing a great job with the editing of my story. I have made some minor changes after the edit. If there are any errors in the grammar, it is my doing. I hope you enjoy the story and I am open to any comments. Enjoy. **************************** Chapter 1 Radio FM: "It's the first Saturday of Aug...
A cub reporter goes from virgin to pain slut in one weekend * Author's notes: 1. This story is a blend of fiction with fact. Despite this, the activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. Della is fic...
Finding Mistress Arlene soppingwetpanties This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 y...
Warning: This is rather a long story. It tells of a wife financially forced to become a high class whore and a husband who falls sexual prey to a dominant gay male. If this is not to your taste then now is the time to leave. For those who have elected to stay, I would like to mention that this is one of my favourite tales. ***** I was employed as a marri...
Part III Karen Chapter 11 After spending nearly a week at the family mansion in Westchester, north of New York City, most nights with Cheryl, her belly demonstratively rounded by our child and, to me, looking all the more beautiful because of it, with a certain subtle maternal glow, Pat joining us for the last couple nights, visiting us from much farther...
"Mr. Stewart? You ready to go, sir?" "You bet. Lead the way!" The 96-year old man didn't need a walker, and only used a cane when he expected to have to walk enough to cause age-related aches and pains. This trip to Washington DC was one of those times, so he grabbed it, stood up, and made his way toward the waiting jet. "Good morning," they heard a fligh...
My name is Pete and my wife Ellie and I live near Portland Oregon. When Ellie was thirteen she started attending an after-school drama workshop in downtown Portland, called MiMi's, and stuck with it until they tore the old playhouse down to put up an IHOP in the late nineties. Her and her friends still boycott IHOP, since, according to her, the group had bee...
I have written my share of smut here at Literotica, but this is different. It is a true story, a love story (although a very dirty one.) It may not be the best stroke material, because it involves poetry, revelations, dizzying heights of happiness, and bitter disappointments. But go ahead, read it. You only go around once. Prelude Something remarkable ha...
Hi Folks, this one is a bit different. I've been reading a lot more DG and Hermit lately and Barney-R's influence is in there too. So in this one I wanted to concentrate more on the family aspects of the story than on revenge or action. The next one is probably going to be a bit sci fi, so for those of you who hate sci fi, here's your life preserver. I also...