7 OUT OF THE FIRE Greg immediately felt a bit overstimulated. For a moment all his brain could remember was the instant of his death, back when he'd been impaled on a spear. Now some kind of shaman was screaming at him through a cloud of greenish smoke. Gathered around the shaman was a group of tribals, their skin pallid and grey. "What more, my lord?" g...
It was wet. The air was soggy. Rain poured for days on end, Spring time rushing in. A tall, lean, redheaded man with a full beard approached the ramshackle trailer home in quick strides, splashing through the mud. Not standing on ceremony, he entered the house and called out to announce his presence. At the back of the house she sat on her bed freshly shower...
It was some weeks after the now infamous appearance of Sarah coated in sticky treacle and feathers. The other grooms had laughed but had been kind enough to treat Sarah fairly as a friend and so the humiliation had quickly passed. What had not passed was the feeling that there had to be revenge on Hilary, she had been far too devious and Sarah had been caugh...
Author's Note: This is my first submission to Literotica. I'm open to feedback about the style and content, as I want to improve my erotica writing. This is just the beginning of a new series I'm going to start. It may not start out too sexy, but my plan is to heavily load on the smut in the next chapter :) * * * I was in a good position. I'd been made red...
Thank you everyone for the lovely comments on the first chapter! I was overwhelmed by the response! I'm trying to write a little novella, complete with all kinds of emotions. Those who are awaiting the 'hot stuff', well, the wait will soon be over. *wink* Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Red chilli powder, bitter gourd seeds, and a gen...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is a coincidence. ***** The next morning, Jeff and Muddy awoke together at Jeff's alarm on his phone. He was on his left side spooning with her when the alarm sounded. He rolled onto his back to silence the alarm and she stretched and rolled to face him. "Hi honey." Jeff said....
There are very few things to do out in the back marshlands of Florida on a weekend, however for a good ole redneck it can be paradise. It was midsummer and hot as hell, naturally the southern state was in a drought. My buddies Chris, Randall, and myself piled into our trucks loaded out with coolers of beer, and plenty of logs to have ourselves a good time....
Everyone (and everything) in this story was over eighteen years old at the time of writing. --- He was new to the town, having moved for work, and he had moved into the apartment six weeks before. His wife would follow in another two long weeks. He was lonely, but he consoled himself with lengthy ambles through the Mid Western town's abundant forested park...
Note to reader: This story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** Sunday morning turned into Sunday early afternoon before Jeff and Muddy awoke. Both were tired and sore from the previous night's activities with David and Marylou. Jeff went to the bathroom and was so unsteady he had to sit down to pee. Evidently, the s...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. All names are made-up and any relation to persons living or dead is coincidental. ***** As she sat down in her car at the pub, Marylou hiked her skirt to her waist leaving her hands free to finger her slit. While driving from downtown Los Angeles to foothills of La Canada-Flintridge, she re-lived the sensation of putti...