Mansoor left Khaled and Najibi defeated on the ground and went to the bathroom to wash and take a bath. "Prepare to please me, the man of the house, when I get out of the shower, woman" Seeing his former friend going to the toilet, Khaled looked at his mother with a stare that could pierce through steel-hard walls. "You are not my mother anymore. How coul...
This story is (very) loosely related to the lyrics to the song by Toto of the same name. Enjoy! The old man stood on the foothills of Kilimanjaro, looking out across the Serengeti. He could smell it in the air, the yellow. The aka. He saw it as a haze to the north. And he knew that it was time. *** "And I am saying to you, Old Man, that this is supersti...
"I went to the allotment today, dear," Sarah revealed as her husband sat at the small dinner table. Sarah sat opposite and started to eat her dinner with her husband Allen. "Have the rabbits got to the vegetables yet?" "No not yet the small fence you put up has kept them at bay for the time being. They've devastated several other plots thought," Sarah wen...
The Eighty-eighth Key Part III Chapter 19 ____________________________________ "You know, I do hope I've not presumed too much by bringing you up here, but this just happens to be my favorite place in the world to be." "It is truly remarkable, Avi." Harry looked at the high alpine landscape - in winter - feeling a curious mixture of gut-busting fear, dr...
All names, places and events in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is totally coincidental. This story is a humorous fantasy, written some years back and with some references to certain women's names which may mean something to the Clintonic era of scandal archivists. * So these three kings arrived at this une...
"It's true I tell ya, It's true." Josh Henderson spouts. An apparent elderly man of many years. His gray hair flared outwards with his excited voice and shaking hands. The bar was not crowded, just a couple men with disbelief brow and shunning jests. A small group sat at a distant table with no interest to his ranting. The dimly lit smoky bar was modestly de...
I thought that I would share with you some memories from 1960's Coventry, England. I was part of a gang of lads all aged over 18 who regularly bullied some of the younger lads; a thing of which I am not particularly proud these days but that was just how it was. One particular lad was known as "Alis" and he came in for some fairly rough treatment. One day...
As I slowly walk down South Water St. I see this sign saying Grand Opening. I look inside through the window and see an old man sleeping before a TV, with old books all around him. I slowly open the door and a bell above my head dings. The old man wakes up and says, "Hello, take your time looking around, everything is half off." I thank him and look aroun...
Dear reader: This story starts a series of real life erotic adventures of a superbly attractive 18 year-old prick teasing office girl in a big city. Jenny actually existed in such a job some years back, but in different name and the exciting adventures ahead happened as described, only with various embellishments to enhance your satisfaction. The author know...
This is just a first draft of the completed chapter. I put this on literotica for both your entertainment and my own education. Please comment as you feel necessary and enjoy the chapter. If you think it needs any corrections please say so in your comments. DO NOT HOLD BACK ANY CRITICISM!!! And again, enjoy. :) PROLOGUE Soft, rain battered mud sucked...