Glossary: Viva il Coltello! ( Long live the knife!) Yelled at the performance of castrati singing from the audience. (a good thing) Teste di fantasia: fantasy heads Fregna: vagina, or in some parts slang for pussy Bagascia: bitch Sronzo di merda: fucking bastard....a curse thrown indiscriminately Coglinno: Balls! A rather joyful, exuberant expression. Per c...
I have a maid service that comes in once a week. I found that the firm I have been using was been getting sloppy. The maid wouldn't come at the time advised, the work was rather slap-dash and their prices were being jacked up. So I went looking for a new service. Found one that seemed OK and engaged them to come on a Friday morning for a tryout. I was on th...
Melissa "Missy" van Zandt was thrilled beyond words at the happy new life she was living. Now, her entire life revolved around sex and sexual pleasures. She was fucking and sucking around the clock and she loved it. Right now, the pretty girl was on her knees sucking a huge, fat cock while another pretty young thing was eagerly licking her pussy. This was th...
Note: The idea of this story is not originally mine. One of my readers, who wants to be identified only as "The Knight" sent me this idea, asking me to write it. It seemed interesting, but I don't know chess too well. So I replied, saying I would write the rest of the story if he could fill in the chess parts. We worked on it back and forth for a couple of w...
This is an edited DRAFT. Please keep that in mind when reading this story. There will be errors as I am writer and editor. This will be the last chapter I'll be posting on Lit. I'm writing the last few chapters and I hope to have this story professionally published in its entirety soon. Please follow my bio page for updates. Thank you for reading so far. *...
August 1936 Jack Reynolds wiped the sweat from his eyes and stepped back. The afternoon was hot and he had been hard at for hours, least ways, it felt like hours. "What're you doing?" He started at the unexpected voice and turned. The owner of the voice was staring at him quizzically. "Working on my boat. What does it look like?" The girl said nothing...
The dying man got dressed. Not that dying was going to be very hard, Bill Carter thought with a weak thread of his old humor. Easier than dressing, at least. Pain hampering every move in his hands and wrists, he managed to zip and button his heavy parka. A thick wool cap was forced over his head and ears, and he pulled the hood of his coat over it all. He e...
The story line which I liked very much, is by Prowler M (aka hunt.goodtime) and all credit must go to him for the idea. He gave me permission to edit it into a more western version and also permission to submit. When I got married, like all men I was incredibly horny, so needless to say at every opportunity I would fondle and grope my beautiful wife Mana al...
It was a Saturday, and I had nothing better to do than lay in my bed in my dorm room, watching TV. Suddenly, I heard a quiet knock at my door, which I initially ignored, until the quiet knocking turned into banging. Lazily, I got off my bed to answer, and was greeted by my friend Sam, who I had been regularly hanging out with since the start of the year....
Princess Bella sighed as she stared at herself on the mirror in her chamber. She had just returned after having yet another argument with her father, King Theobald, about yet another potential suitor. Like every other suitors from the past, this one also was on his fifties, and was only interested in her for the possibility of having a share on the land afte...