Deborah Hennessy waited patiently at her desk, going over her finances after having just called her once trusted assistant, Malcolm Gemmell, about the spending he was doing. She put her faith in him to invest her money wisely on her behalf, but after seeing how much he had been taking from her business accounts she needed to finally put her foot down on the...
Hi reader, this is Neolime talking. Turns out past me didn't know Literotica's rules and wrote a chapter that really breaks the rules of the site. This is an edited version. ***** 'Did I lock the door?' Nadia thought to herself as her car stormed down the highway, 'it doesn't matter, I have to get to...' her thought abruptly ended as she noticed an incomin...
I wrote this a long, long time ago. For some reason, I thought I submitted it, but then remembered I never extended the ending as intended. I'm going to leave it and move on to other works, but I think it's fun enough for publishing. It's hardcore, but just barely, so if a playful, teasing story isn't your bag, you may wish to move on. Cheers! ***** My nam...
Chapter Seven: Tradecraft Cassie Rode back across the border to Mexicali and let Diego call in some Cartel guys to pick him up. "Those fucking Devil Dogs Cassie! Why would they do that?" he was angry but also confused. "That fucking Miguel Rodriguez was obviously a rat. Did you see him waving at those Feebee fucks!" Cassie spat. "I thought he was going f...
The Following weeks were very interesting. Nikki was acting like my best friend at work. Which I suppose was a good thing since we did technically have sex with each other. It's always nice that people you lay remain your friends. It was just strange since I still really didn't like her much. Sure I liked how she looked and I can not say the idea of doing...
My name is Danny Maxwell. I just turned nineteen years old. I am the oldest in my high school graduating class. I just started school late as my mother did not think that I was ready to start school at five years of age. I was told that when I was about two or three years old that I would always touch and run my hands over the nylon legs of relatives or fri...
This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * What do you think? Does global warming really exist or is it just misinformation, scare tactics, and propaganda? "Happy 41st Earth Day Everyone!" Now that today is Earth Day, I was just wondering about global warming. With all the conservation and recycling that we all do to save the environment, the two...
Ohhhhhhh…..what a long strange trip it’s been… I don’t usually write about my sexual experiences right after they happen, but this just must be put into words. I know that I won’t be able to do justice to what I experienced, but I will try my best. I still can’t believe it happened. I guess that you, the reader, will have to choose between believing and not...
The definition of home is "a familiar or usual setting." At least, one of the definitions. This one works for where I'm going. See, being a world traveler, I don't get to have a lot of time in one space. I'm usually off and away to some random meeting because people refuse to conduct business correctly. So, when that happens in a business, any business, I am...
Cosmic Girl tugged fiercely against the chains that held her wrists and ankles, but it was no use. The bonds were doubtlessly made of tungsten, the one metal against which her awesome strength was useless. Her captors - whoever they were - obviously knew of her unique vulnerabilities, which also meant that their trap had been intended specifically for her....