Sorry, I wanted to get it out for Halloween so it's a little rushed. ************ Halloween is one of my favorite holidays; Trish, my wife, and I always get invited to the best parties. "Honey, I'm home!" shouted Trish, my wife. It was Friday and I just got home from work myself. "What did you buy?" I asked as I walked into the living room. "My boss...
Author's note: This story follows in timeline from the previous story TOYBOY. It stands alone as a story, however. It is not necessary to read TOYBOY first. Toyboy Hits the Road 1986, Yorkshire, England. Part One Chapter 1 Eight weeks had passed since, from my bedroom window, I saw for the first time a stunningly beautiful, dark haired woman, more...
Lucifer’s Library A one act play Based very loosely on Sartre’s No Exit CAST Lucifer - Handsome and sinister. He holds the keys to each character’s potential salvation or damnation. Millie – Young, buxom milk maid from mid-1800s England. Veronica – Well endowed Upper Main Line Philadelphia debutant from the early 1950s Paige – Senior associate a...
All my stories depict adult (18 or over)consensual sex. If this is not your thing don't read. If you are below the age of 18 please leave now. Otherwise, enjoy! ***** (The true (you decide) tale of my slide from innocence to exhibition, voyeurism and beyond.) Every generation seems to think that sex was invented by them and that anyone over the age o...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** It had been a long day, and Mark couldn't wait to finish work, close down his laptop and chill out. Thank goodness he worked from home and didn't have to worry about the daily commute. After shutting everything down, he was heading for the garden and a dip in the pool. He didn't ev...
The year, 1873. My handle is Blue, I ride herd for the Bar MM ranch in Montana. At 32 you would think I would be married and have a passel of kids on my own place, but settling down never appealed to me much. I could handle a rope and a horse with the best of them, and could hold my temper and my own with a gun, one of the reason's I was still alive I reckon...
"How about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes?" Mr. Morris looked up from his expense report and scowled at Larry, his assistant. "Absolutely not. Out of the question." Larry frowned. "Why not?" "I don't want that scientologist freak around me. Bored me half to death talking about his newfound religion at last year's Cannes Film Festival. Who's next on the list?...
Toyboy Gets Behind 1986, Yorkshire, England. Author's note. This is the fourth Toyboy story and follows the timeline from At Home with the Toyboy. It stands alone as an individual story, however. It is not necessary to read the previous three stories first. * It had been a hot, hard day at the steelworks and I was glad it was over. My head was poundin...
I wrote this a number of years ago but it has never been posted to Literotica and I thought a cleaned up version would be a good contribution. When I was a lad, our family joined up with a number of other families and rented a boy's camp for two weeks in August, after the camp had closed for the summer. We called it "Camp Happy Landings" - a silly name, but...
Turmoil and Respite 4 years ago, in one of Valindar's tiny corners, a small group of individuals had met by chance in a bar and ended up banding together in a bar fight, evaded arrest and defeated an ancient tree monster in the nearby forest. All in the span of 5 and a half hours. Since, the group had gone on several adventures together; looting lost ruins...