The statue stood still, as statues have done since man first learned to carve his likeness into rock, eons ago. It watched the beautiful City of Ruston, Louisiana, from the rocky hill which was its domain. Had been its domain for centuries, really. From there it could see the City lights shining through the vanishing afternoon. The men and women walking, dri...
So, you're one heck of a lucky guy aren't you? You aren't sure why or frankly how but one day the world received an announcement seemingly from the heavens that you could rape any woman you felt like doing at the time so long as she is eighteen or above with absolutely no consequences, not even in the event of any resulting (most likely unwanted on the girl'...
No money, no choice The Auction House was known as just that, as it was vital to keep its identity confidential. It handled a specialist sale, where bidders were there by invitation only. No letters, cards, or advertising was needed. Emails were sent at the last minute to discerning clients, informing them of the time and place. Those in the know held on...
Everyone wears a mask in today's world, and nobody ever truly shows you their true face. It's an indisputable fact about human nature. Take our friend Mona Abdul for example. She's the Yemeni-born wife of imam Muhammad Hassan, a prominent cleric in the Muslim community of metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario. Five-foot-nine, chubby, busty and wide-hipped, with dark...
Call me Sam, if you please. It's a lot easier to pronounce than Samiyah, I've learned painfully over the years. In my experience, westerners like to shorten and westernize Arabic names every chance they get. Most people can't even pronounce my last name, Nasir-Al-Din, so I don't even bother telling it to them. I was born in the City of Najran, southwestern S...
"Professor Hardman Institute of applied human genetics Head of department" .. it said on a brass door plate. I knocked gently on the door... nothing happened. I knocked harder ... still no reply. What should I do? Wait? It could be that the professor was just in the bathroom... Carefully I opened the door. The professor was there! Behind his desk, but...
Yes, folks, I'm at it again; welcome to my latest chapter. I'm using this one to address several points that I glossed over before, and expanding on a few things that I felt weren't adequately covered before. Hope you continue to enjoy my tale. ***** Over the course of the next three months, Jeff continued with the physical therapy prescribed by Dr. Karlso...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Something that all women say one time or another, "How do you like me now?" Later in their marriage, had they not shared the commonality of them both being cheating spouses who were sexually attracted to young, firm flesh, Jay didn't think th...
Author's comments: This is my first submission to Literotica. My story is part fiction and part fact. I have written about one of my experiences when I was 18 year years old with older women. I would appreciate any positive comments or thoughts from you. I wrote this story because I enjoy doing it. All the characters in my story are at least 18 years old. *...
It was late, past midnight when I awoke. I was alone in the great bed, and silver moonlight flooded in through the bedroom windows. I shook my head to clear it, and wondered where the girls were. I got out of bed and wandered through the silent house. As I approached the great room I could begin to hear their voices. At last I could see them together in the...