Author's note I've intended to write this as a complete story, with and a beginning and endings. As such I'll be keeping this private- this may change in the future. The story was inspired by someone I met in a chatroom a while ago who claimed something similar happened to her. I'm not certain I believe them, but it sparked the idea for this tale. _Also of n...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (15.5 min/mp3) * * * * * My Cup of Tea Plumber needs a mate For Michael (Thank you to Charlie the Wanker for suggesting I vary up my vocabulary on breasts.) I lie cocooned in the warmth of the summer morning and the sheet, drifting back and forth between snoozing and waking. Sometimes I thin...
Bright light flared outside of her eyelids and a painful drumming was going on inside her head. She slowly opened her eyes, squinting against the pain. Low lights were overhead and her eyes closed against even that brightness. The pain subsided slowly, but it did subside. Opening her eyes again, she looked around. She noticed that she had no clothing on, an...
Posted on literotica.com with permission of author: Nanna Marker; literotica ID ellynei. * "Hello," yelled a woman's voice. "Who lives there?" "Beggars at this time of day?" moaned Brevila and tugged her blanket over her ears. "What are they thinking?" Valo mumbled something which was unintelligible even to himself, laid his arm around his mate and went b...
MISCHA "I ordered a woman." I stand in the doorway of my hotel room glaring at a tall, blonde white guy. I tighten the belt of my terry cloth robe. His full upper lip curls in a slight sneer. "You reserved an appointment with Abbi." I can't pinpoint the light accent. Nordic, maybe? "I'm Abbi." Who names their son Abbi? "Obviously, I thought you were a wom...
It was hot and very humid for this part of the world. Just standing there in the dark of night, I was sweating. Or was it just anticipation? Maybe both. I stood at the open window for several long moments, watching her as she slept. She wore only a white silk nightgown, and a plain teal satin sheet covered her from just below her shoulder. Long, dark hair f...
Readers have been requesting more stories about my cats lately…or maybe I just wanted to share. Who can blame me, living with such freaks as these? Recently I’ve shared these stories with the wonderful people in the author’s hangout, and I wanted to share them with any readers brave enough to venture forth into a story about my pussies. So here are a few str...
Note: this is a continuation of the story "Cathy Series" by antlerBoy. It works okay as a stand-alone story, but will make more sense if you read the other parts. Er, that makes sense, right? Right. I'd just finished dinner, and was settling down to practice my guitar when there was a knock at the door. Cathy: with a glass of wine in her hand. "Hi Jim..."...
Even though she had wealth, wore the best designer clothes, and had hairstylists give her the best cut and color, cosmeticians remove her facial hair, give her facials and do her makeup, had personal chefs prepare her strict yet delicious dietary menus, personal trainers plan her exercise targets and routine, and a plastic surgeon nip and tuck away her wrink...
Sam knew. "Who?" was all he asked. I didn't have to ask what he meant. "My new partner." Department regulations strictly prohibited fraternization between fellow officers. Fuck your partner, and you're not going to put your head out there in front. You have to think, not lust, or you end up dead. Toll collecting's a dangerous business these days, what with...