1 Beverly Watson's office was dark when Noora Abadi arrived, but the door was ajar. Something was wrong. Who am I kidding, everything is wrong, Noora thought. She had played dumb for so many years while Beverly grew more and more attached to her. Never once did she find a moment to broach the subject. All the while, that wound festered. Noora loved Bev...
I felt like Sarah was consciously ignoring me. She said nothing when I met her at the motel, barely looked at me when she pointed at her pick-up and we piled in, and then grunted at the questions I attempted to ask. An example: "Where are we headed?" Her murmured reply: "You'll find out soon enough." Eventually, I gave up. I figured she was too afraid o...
I pranced down the street, the light night breeze sending a tingle through my spine as it touched my bare skin. I had been preparing for this moment for days and was glad that I had decided to shave my bush. I was debating just doing a little trimming, but decided to go the extra mile and go completely bare. I had never had a lot of hair in that area thanks...
Our story begins on a quiet Sunday afternoon. Sarah was doing a few things around her small apartment that she shared with her boyfriend, Jim. Nothing really important, just getting some odd jobs accomplished, while Jim meanwhile was down the street at the bar watching the game with his buddies. While Sarah was futzing around the apartment she decided th...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2000-2007 The sexual situations in this story will be far ranging,...
Julie had suggested camping. Frank's breakup had been devastating. They needed to get him out of the house and force him to start living again. Roberto wanted to organize a softball game in the park. Walter thought a horror movie marathon would put him to rights. Angela wanted to take him to that raunchy strip club across the county line, where there was nob...
It was around 3 in the morning when He woke up with His cock hard, pressing against her back. He automatically reached out for her and pulled her soft warm body closer to His. Murmuring in her sleep but not waking she pushed her arse into Him and snuggled tighter. He watched her, admiring what was His, feeling His cock grow even harder at the thought of her...
Indeed, Thorne heard her. The depth of her whispered passion found him and he fought the urge to return to her balcony, to beg her to open the glass and let him in. But he hadn't let her open the glass because he wanted something more. He didn't want her to be another victim. She stirred feelings so deep inside him that he had streaked home, heading straight...
I know that this Halloween story is on the very edge of what is allowed and definitely on the absolute edge of what most people will read, but if you start reading, PLEASE read all the way to the end. It isn't what you think. My stories never are-- especially at Halloween. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for a...
My name is Claire Fullerton, I am event groom for Hilary Furness-Smyth one of the UK's top riders, I am also her lover having left my previous life as an app developer to pursue love and my more bizarre tastes. When I last wrote to you I shared the story of the day when Sarah, Hilary's other full time groom and part time lover, double crossed me. She made H...