The Hyatt hotel, Melbourne 20:13 hrs – Friday Matthew Crane studied the cordless phone in his hand with suspicion, as if it were an alien artifact and not just a few circuit boards wrapped in a hard plastic casing. It looked futuristic - sleek and evil - and he feared that once placed up to his ear it would suck him into some unimaginable void that he woul...
Chapter 21 -- Rewards For Being Good The format for the Club Ecstasy was different on Saturday night compared to the weeknights. The place intentionally became more 'couples friendly' with some regular dancing interspersed between the striptease performances, a live DJ for music that liked to fire up the audience, a chef in the early evening so the club cou...
Foreword: This is a work of pure fantasy and goes back to when I was a teenager and had a HUGE crush on my mom's best friend. The Divorce happened, but unfortunately, I didn't get to help her through it. All persons engaged in sexual antics in this tale are at least 18, and all characters, while having a loose basis in reality, are of my own creation. FAI...
Gabriella Ella held her shirt beneath the scalding water as she scrubbed furiously at the smelly beer stain that soaked the front. The material darkened and transformed the thin white cotton tee into transparent material. "Fucking bitch." There was a reason she had avoided these types of parties like the plague. She had been there less than fifteen minu...
Year One Gerald Murphy was screwed and he knew it. He preferred to be called Gerald but for some reason, most people including his now ex-wife and former boss called him Jerry. He went with the flow but it still rankled him sometimes. But what people called him was the least of his worries. His primary concern was what a 35 year old man was going to do afte...
Chapter 20: Raising the Stakes Author's Note: In celebration of having made it to chapter 20, I've decided to make this one a double chapter. I plan to do this for every major milestone in this story (20, 30, 40, 50). Enjoy! ***** "Can I get you more wine, my lord?" Lord Regaulfus Avila looked down at his glass, now only a sip or two from being empty. Wi...
Some of you may recognize this as one of my older stories, one I'd had removed from literotica for publication. Long story short, the world of self-publishing wasn't to my liking. As such, I'm returning this work where it belongs, edited and free of charge for any to enjoy. If you feel differently, and choose to reflect this in comments or rating, I certainl...
Copyright 2007 hammingbyrd7 * Chapter 1. Chance Meeting Time: Friday, May 10, 2047 6:16 PM CDT Ft. Hood, Bell County, Texas Megan O'Connor walked into her civilian barracks with a careful gait, her poncho soaked from the blowing rain. It was still two hours before sunset, but the dark clouds outside the distant hall window and usual lack of power in the b...
There was no doubt: she was crying. It triggered a reflex in him to reach out and comfort her. Except – he didn't. Why should he? She wasn't the one hurt, was she? He was. So why should she be the one crying? And yet, she was. Clear liquid trembled on the lower rims of her beautiful eyes – reflecting the candlelight. For a moment it clung to her painted l...
Finally!! I am so sorry this beast took so long to come into being. I hope you enjoy this and I will do my best to speed things along. Take care of yourselves, be safe, and feel free to vote and comment. A Pirate's Life for Me: "Inertial dampeners are failing!" Screeched Mr. Gimmick. "Down to fifteen percent Captain!" "Expand tactical display!" I ordered....