*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 21 Shirley St. Martin smiled as she; Theresa Weinstein and Briah Weinstein stood in the Bridal Boutique of Babbage's Department Store and waited for Caitlin Weinstein to come out. Theresa looked uncomfortable and haggard and Briah looked s...
CHAPTER 1 A COUNTRY BOY WILL SURVIVE BY SW MO HERMIT Lawrence Saunders opened his eyes but had yet to see anything when the pain hit. It was excruciating and he moaned while he tried to curl up in a tight ball. He felt hands pushing on his shoulders and heard a voice say, "Stop. Don't move or you'll tear out the stitches." His eyes began registering his...
Chapter 1 "Steve, is that really you?" I was sitting in a food court at a mall, working on the ever-present laptop, waiting for my son and almost daughter-in-law. Even though I hadn't heard that voice in almost fifteen years, I knew instantly who it was. Looking up, I smiled. "No Kara, it's someone else. What kind of a dumb statement was that?" She flin...
Author's Note: Thanks very much to Krissta and NaokoSmith for their tremendous help in editing this story for me. * * * * * "Oh fuck yes! You sexy slut! Take it! Take it right to the balls!" said Santa. The jolly old elf was stood in his bedroom merrily pounding into an elven assistant. She was bent over the desk in front of him, propping herself up on he...
Fresh Off The Bus 4: Miss Teen Idaho An E&I Enterprises Story Note: This is a author invitational story in honor of my tenth anniversary as a writer(I'm 1 ½ years late). Authors are invited to write their own adventures of the Miss Teen USA contestants attending the pageant at the Nubian King casino in Atlantic City. They may be as long or as short as an a...
Greetings to those who may be reading this. I'm genuinely new to this entire writing scene, having only been reading stories on Literotica. Most stories are all the same, so I thought I'd try adding something fresh into the mix. All significant input is invited. Much obliged to you for taking the time to peruse this. In this story, the world and every one...
Angel Even with her eyes closed, she could still detect the glare of the sun through her eyelids. The humid heat that it generated, as its rays beat down on the sub-tropical forest below, encompassed her naked body as if she was in a sauna. Angela Black was hot, sweaty and loving every minute of it. She loved the freedom of being totally naked, and she wa...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
I was about to make the call, when I had second thoughts. The problem wasn't the GBI, it was the local cops. The GBI would not get involved without the locals being first on the scene. The locals could spin it anyway they wanted, and we could come up looking like crap. Still, moving bodies and all the rest was bound to come back and bite us on the ass. I we...
The plane carrying Alex Morton touched down in Capitol City just after 9pm. He was on the plane only because his sister had sent him the ticket. Actually people didn't send tickets to each other, they purchased them on line. Then they mysteriously ended up at the ticket counter of the airline. After that Alex just showed his driver's license to get a boardin...