I dedicate this story to Amanda, a fan of Jack Nicholson and a fan of Bostonfictionwriter. She asked me to write a story about Jack Nicholson with her in the starring role. I agreed to write the story because I've always been a fan of Jack Nicholson's, too. Normally, as you can discern from my name, Bostonfictionwriter, I only write fiction, generally ficti...
"Oh God," Cap said in a defeated and tired tone, collapsing backwards to rest his weary body and psyche from a long and unbalanced battle with the army of the mad Titan. He was sitting next to what was remaining of his old war buddy Bucky, a heap of dust, when Black Widow came out running and joined the remaining Avengers. She was always like a breath of fre...
The woman walked slowly down the halls of the German President’s offices… She had done so countless times over the years… She smiled as she spied the various staff photos from the years and spotted herself. “Shmidt, Shmidt!” a young staffer called as she ran over, “The President needs to talk to you right away!” “Thank you miss,” the woman smiled and kept wa...
INTRODUCTION Ron Barr runs a trucking company in rural New South Wales, Australia, where his drivers like to race other trucks, drink till they drop and chase fast women when not too tired and they are still half sober. They spend their money so quickly that Ron unilaterally decided to place half of their weekly pay into the bank account of their mothers,...
Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Rece...
Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Rece...
Steph was asleep on the couch, dead to the world after partying all week. I had been considerably more conservative and had gotten some sleep, so I was up surfing the net about 10:00 p.m. on a mid-Spring Thursday night when the phone rang. It was Darwin's girlfriend, Rhonda, telling me she was at Peggy's house and Peggy needed me to fix her computer. After g...
As a former flight attendant and a current businesswoman who travels frequently, Peggy has been in just about every airport in the USA. She still knows a lot of the people who work for the airlines and airport security and has never had any problems. Hell, some of the security guards remember her and don't even make her go through the metal detectors. That...
Peggy was jostled as the train lurched forward and pulled out of the station. She was heading back to the Bordeaux Region of France to meet up with her husband and his golfing partners. As she fell back into her seat and looked out the window Peggy reflected on her time in Paris with her new friends, Marcel and Mathilda. It was an unbelievable extended weeke...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! This story is a prequel to Morning Puppy. I think chronologically there will be another story which takes place after this and before Morning Puppy; maybe more than one. I don't feel you have to read the two current stories in order and when I finally finish the series I'm not sure what order I will place them in. So if you...