Author’s Note: This chapter is dedicated to two very exceptional people. The first is KillerMuffin, an incredible writer and good friend. Her writing and encouragement inspired me to set sail on this story. It is my fondest wish that one day I may be able to write as well as her… or close to it. The second is my editor, WildSweetOne. Without her guidance, en...
[Author's note : All characters in this story are fictional and depicted as over 18] * Four weeks ago I was a sulky blind kid who didn't have a date for his senior prom. Three weeks ago my fairy godmother said, "You shall go to the ball." Two weeks ago she went back to her own life, leaving me to get ready for college. One week ago I quit trying to make...
8. Emily and Jack ran from the small restaurant and into the cold rain. They were soaked with rain in seconds. “Shit! It’s cold!” Emily screamed as the two ran around the corner to her little apartment. Once inside the building they tried to no avail to shake off the rain. “You’re soaked.” Jack looked to Emilys’ body seeing that her blouse had become see t...
I turned the rental car to the left where the sign directed me. Nothing looked familiar. Twenty years was a long time. I drove on until the next sign said to turn to the right. Now I saw the building. I still didn't recognize anything. The parking lot was much bigger than I remembered. There were about twenty cars parked out front, not bad for ten in the mor...
Smokey Saga #58: "On Your Shoulder" ***** Here's another story I originally wrote as a theater play to get produced on stage. Well, that didn't happen, but I was always very fond of this funny little fairy-tale, and the upside is, I can now redo it as an erotic story. There'll be about a quarter of a sex scene in the middle and a full one at the end. I hop...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan January 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Ham House and...
"Let's fuck," Steve said lazily, slipping his hand over her far breast, fingering its nipple. They lay in the darkness. The creek to their left looked a black path through the thick cattails and purple loosestrife, both colorless in the moonlight. To their right lay darkness. In the day, there'd be a slice of blue where the bridge divided and then a rectang...
(This is the continuation of Beach Bonfire. Probably a good idea to have a read of it before this one... Ooshnafloot.) * Standing at the end of the bed, she took her bra, t-shirt, short and panties, rolled them up and threw them to me. "Okay," she said calmly. "I'm ready." Wow, I thought. She is one fine looking naked woman. And she just told me she was...
This is my first story on Lit so I look forward to comments and constructive criticism. Caution, this story is a longer read so those of you looking for a quick sex piece should look elsewhere; but if you like a good story, please enjoy. This is a very touching story about a young man who tries to make the best out of a bad situation. The people he meets a...
This is part four of four in the story of the domination of Julie. To recap our story so far; Candy, a woman I'd been having an affair with for a bit more than two and a half years, was approached at about this time by her friend Julie. Julie's a real wall flower; plain, mousy, naïve, very prim and proper, not very worldly, and a schoolteacher to boot. She...