Description - 3 girls, all of different races give the African American bartender more than he bargained for at the local hot spot. * Jeannie had been frequenting the new local hotspot every Friday night after work with her girl friends. They had some great live bands there on the weekends. When the girls, Jeannie, Sandra and Katie had gone in on Friday n...
The scenario in this story really happened, including the whole slip and slide and pictures scenario (you'll know what I'm talking about when you read it). All the erotic stuff is fiction. Hope you like it. Somehow, I had been dragged into going with my family to their friends' barbecue. I didn't want to go, but at least their friends had two smoking hot da...
Any resemblance to anyone alive or dead is simply a fluke. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Thanks to Selenakittyn for her edit, and Dampy for the idea. * Ellowynthe lit upon a budding cherry tree. She was a wood sprite, a magical creature of the forest. Ellowynthe had never been to this village before. It sat at the northernmost regions of the...
It had been a long week at work. Steve was a manager for a defense contractor in town and things had not been going well at the office. There had been a lot of problems with the network as well as some performance issues with some of the employees; the contract was up for bid. Needless to say, Steve was looking forward to the weekend. Some time with his wife...
My apologies for the delay in this chapter's completion, I became busy with other things going on in my life and as such didn't have as much time initially to write as I would have liked. The action/plot are really starting to pick up from here on out, so I hope you'll stick with me and enjoy this chapter and the rest of the series. :) Feedback and suggestio...
The Next Morning So the next morning I woke up feeling not that bad all things considered and I lay there for a bit with my eyes still closed listening for a sound but I couldn't hear any so I opened my eyes and saw that Brandon was gone. And I moved a little then to try to see the clock on the bedside table and had to laugh cause my tits were kind of stuck...
William Ashford was once a farmer, a grocer, he had thirty acres of land all to himself. A large barn that he had slept in with the horses for as long as he could remember. He was humble and honest, but he was also very understanding. So when his parents passed ten years ago when he was fifteen he understood that the car accident was just an accident. The dr...
I have an editor! He's a fellow writer, and a wonderful one too, so I don't want to take up too much of his time, but he deserves a great big shout-out, at the very least. So, thank you, Blind_Justice, for your help, your ideas, and your encouragement. You are very much appreciated. Now, on to Strange Days! -redskyes Chapter 69 The months seemed to fly b...
Author's note: -This is an erotic story where sex is exchanged for money. The story's main focus is the ultimate submission through corruption. It is not meant to condemn nor endorse the character's actions in the story -This story is my first work of fiction that I am submitting to Literotica. It was much longer but I cut out some detail to make it easier...
"If cats could talk, they wouldn't."-Nan Porter *** Selima found the black cat the same day she moved into her new apartment, which was also the day she broke up with her boyfriend, and the day that she met Arabella. The apartment was an undersized basement studio on Hyde Street that was almost completely underground, the only natural light coming from na...