"Move you leg up just a bit. That's it. Hold it." Click -- Flash! Or was it Flash-Click? Jeremy was a perfectionist. We'd started the photographic session with a modicum of clothing on - some thongs and boxers. The presumption made by a future voyeur of our album or images would be that some earlier foreplay had brought us all to this point. All four of u...
It was a miserable morning in December 2005, my marriage was in tatters and I was stony broke, hungry and with only a few miserable personal possessions to my name. Those, I had left in a small suit case, which I had left at the local Salvation Army where I had spent the previous night. Someone had told my wife that I was having an affair with my bosses dau...
It was Wednesday, and opening night was two days away. Sir Charles had attended the dress rehearsal the night before, and had proclaimed the production excellent, in spite of the fact none of his original cast remained. Alfred helped me with plausible stories about the remaining players' defections, which Sir Charles took in stride. The run of the opera was...
Greetings readers! As you may (or may not) have known, my computer crashed...temporarily putting a halt to my writing. But, as you can see, I'm ba-a-ack! Okay, okay...I can't blame it all on the computer crash. There are other reasons as well. For example, in real life, I'm a single parent with a teen-aged son...need I say more? All right folks, here it is!...
I know there were no eclipses that caused a blood moon in the 18th century, but please allow me this indulgence. This is just for fun, so I hope you can enjoy it. This is a work of fiction, any correlation to persons alive or dead is purely happenstance. ******************************************************** Tabitha McCray a glorious young maiden of eigh...
A/N: I hope everyone enjoys reading my writings just as much as I enjoy writing them. Peace and Blessings. I jadedly watched steam slowly coil around my hand-painted Artisan coffee mug as I tried my best to concentrate on my case briefings. I was set to defend an eighteen year old African-American male for attempted murder and alleged rape of a sixteen yea...
Early in the morning of August 21, 1863 William Clarke Quantrell and his band of Missouri ruffians sacked and burned the city of Lawrence, Kansas and changed my life forever. Amost all of the city was destroyed including the Lawrence Journal newspaper, where I worked, and the Eldridge House Hotel, where I lived. Fortunately I was in Topeka on that day, cover...
(Author's Note: This tale is a "period" piece. Liberty has been taken with the use of Olde English in the writing to match the tone of the times.) Nearing the top of the turret stairs, the challenge rang out "Who goest there?" "Tis I, Lord Robert, Giles." was mine response. "M'Lord, thou art the only stir upon this cold clear night." "Is that not good af...
Just a quick F.Y.I. There will be a little more sex in this chapter. This does not, I repeat, does not mean that I'm knuckling under to those who complained. This was planned long ago. The fact that it turned up after the complaints I received is nothing more than coincidence. The main focus is still and always will be the story. The main point of Literotica...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up...