Description: There is more than one way to reach nirvana, this is the tale of one woman's journey to the fringes of experience. There are transitional periods in life, markers that can point oneself in an utterly, new, and perhaps unsettling direction. Chapter One - Life She didn't know when she realized it, the sense of crushing ennui that finally shook...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains bisexual sex. Just want the reader to be informed. ***** THE POOL PARTY Walt, Ben and Sam in one car and Pam and Robbie in their car arrived at Adam's parent's house. Except for Walt it was the first time there for the others and they were in awe of the stately residence. Bill who was already there and Adam greeted the o...
*WARNING!! This story is in no way based on anything real and is completely fiction. Do not take this story seriously as it is only for your enjoyment. Anyone below the age of 18 is not allowed to read as it is rather explicit, leave reviews please and I hope you enjoy* ***** It had been 3 days since I had slept with both Holly and Melissa at the same tim...
This is the fourth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache", Chapter III, Interlude I: Margot (cont.) Please include it under the category Novels and Novellas. For the sake of your readers, I've included an index which defines some of the more obscure terms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches t...
Ixchel woke up every morning to the honey, honey smell of flowers in every damn corner of the house. She used to like it. She used to like that brought flowers so often and that called her so often. She used to like the way that looked at her. There was joy behind every single glance that Margot and she exchanged. Ixchel shined and sparkled for Margot. All s...
My name is Sam and I am a father of two boys, Chris (7) and Shane (9). Strangely enough, my wife, Deborah, isn't particularly relevant to this story. Her name was Margot, a mother of three, two boys (7 and 9) and one girl (3). She had recently moved in, down the street from us. I didn't know much about her, except for the fact that she looked smoking hot i...
The Palais de l'Industrie glimmered in the Paris sun with a persistent, pompous modernity. A crowd of people milled about the entrance to this temple of industry, wearing their Sunday best, eating nuts and ice creams, and chatting with each other about the exhibits they had seen inside. Margot walked through the crowd, a note clutched tightly in her hand, sc...
There was a knock at the door. Margot peered up from behind her half rim reading glasses to discern who was interrupting her thoughts. Standing at the door was Lizette, Brad Jones' assistant, waiting for permission to enter. Margot waved her in. Lizette approached, a handful of reports and folders in hand and set them in the in-box on the corner of Margot's...
This is part seven of our story. While it can be enjoyed individually, reading previous chapters may help you to get to know Margot and Jay better. We join our story in progress - Margot has fallen madly in love with Jay, and has embarked on her sexual awakening as his submissive. After a mildly eventful road trip, the couple settles into their hotel in Ljub...
Author's Note: This will be my 196th literotica submission. I have decided to take a break from writing and I will stop after my 200th submission. Thanks to all who have read the stories and provided me with feedback and suggestions. I will write four more stories based on suggestions I have received from readers. INTRODUCTION In Chapter One the reader met...