It was a quarter to 3 in the morning. Harris Craig, early morning TV anchor in Kansas City, was sitting nude at her bedroom vanity. She was getting ready for work. She leaned into the lights around the mirror, stretched her neck and gently ran a hand from her chin down her throat to her collarbones. She was looking at the distinctive bruising: a thumb shap...
Chapter 4 Neither Melissa nor Eric minded the long flight to Switzerland. The excitement of skiing in Switzerland overcame the fatigue of the grueling trip. However, when they arrived and had loaded everything into the rental car they decided that they were too tired to drive to Zermatt that evening. Instead they rented a hotel room for the night. Eric said...
"Honey, I need you to do this." Aaron trembled as Melissa looked into his eyes. She was holding his face with her two hands so he had to look back at her. "We've worked hard for this. This is our moment." There was urgency in her voice. Aaron nodded his head and looked down. With that assent Melissa continued with her preparations. Aaron was naked ex...
CHAPTER ONE “Look Mike. I'm telling you for the last time. We're through. I don't want you to call me at home and I certainly don't want you to call me at work," Melissa growled down the phone at her ex-boyfriend. Suddenly as he shouted back, her eyes rounded. "You bastard! How dare you call me that. Just because you can't wait. You've no right. You bast......
Once upon a time, in a place far away but not so very much different than it is here, there lived a young woman who was just voyaging out on the journey of her life. She was pretty, but not so pretty that you'd expect to see her on the cover of a magazine. Her hair was sort of blonde and sort of brown, and every once in a while she'd put a red rinse in it...
Wearing a white dress shirt and a patterned tie, he stood out like a sore thumb in the Greasy Axle, the most notorious biker bar in town. But Andrew Reynolds didn't mind the sneers of the leather-clad patrons too much, because he was on the hunt. It had been almost two weeks since his strange encounter with a succubus named Melissa. His new job was time cons...
Author's note: This is the sequel to Fire in the Belly that I thought I had submitted. After a reader asked for a third part, I went into Literotica and read the first two parts. I was surprised to see that most of the story of Chapter 2 had been left out. I do not know where the error was made, but I accept blame. I should have checked after it was publishe...
Before making the call to Harold, Melissa had been convinced that the events that were transpiring were too extraordinary for Psyche and her to handle by them selves and they could do with all the help that they could get. But, on hearing Harold’s voice she realized that there was no way in hell she could explain what had happened without sounding like a lo...
My name is Kirsten. I'm twenty-five years old, and I have been exploring my sexuality following a bad breakup. I'm 5'3", about 128 lbs with reddish hair, 32C breasts, and a nice athletic build. I'm not a model by any means, but men think I'm cute. A couple weeks ago, I was over at my friend's house looking at her laptop while she outlined her plan for her...
My name is Kirsten. I'm twenty-five years old, and I have been exploring my sexuality following a bad breakup. I'm 5'3", about 128 lbs with reddish hair, 32C breasts, and a nice athletic build. I'm not a model by any means, but men think I'm cute. A couple weeks ago, I was over at my friend's house looking at her laptop while she outlined her plan for her...