Author's note: Apologies for the delay in my stories, I have been working on updating my illustrative capabilities with a new 3d Rendering system. It has taken some time to get up to speed, acquire assets, practice, etc. This ended up putting my writing on the back burner for a while as I figured out how to move forward. My plan going forward is to release...
The next day at practice everyone noticed the tension that stuck to him like glue, and gave Marcus a wide berth, leaving him alone. He stormed into the locker room wearing the same angry scowl that had kept with him all night. Barely sleeping an hour, his body was high on adrenaline and anger. On the field he was silent except for the occasional nod to the c...
(Debated where this should go. It's truly a romance story, but since it doesn't contain a sex scene it maybe should be in non-erotic. If I write a part two though it will. In which case, this is the prequel story. You decide.) * "If you're not a man with a woman on his mind I don't know what one looks like." I hear a soft voice break through my thoughts....
This is Part 2 of the five part story of the adventures of Ginny, a girl with an unusual psychic ability. Part 1 can be found at http://www.literotica.com/s/the-girl-who-wasnt-there-ch-01 Once again my thanks to my editor ArilynWriter for her comments, encouragement and editing. Her support has been invaluable. Thanks also for the feedback and comments on...
Condemnation & Redemption Part 2 Story and Music © PostScriptor 2019 * * * * * 1st Gymnopedie, Eric Satie Performed and recorded by PostScript (c) 2019 Yamaha Keyboard Best if you have good speakers or a headset on your computer. Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (2.5 min/mp3) * * * * * ~~* VI. Tennessee, Present Day *~~ I looked down...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. In memory of my aunt. A slut of epic levels and magnitude. And a heart of gold. ------- Amsterdam Holland 1966. It was Margo's first time out of Greece, and she was excited. She had been apprehensive at the airport waiting for George to pick her up. She spoke some English, but her French was better;...
****** Author's Note ****** This is my first published story, and I'm still a novice at writing. Also, English is not my native language. I hope I didn't do too bad of a job with this story, but I'll leave the judgment to you. I also hate to disappoint possible readers in advance, but I'm afraid I will have to mention this: this is not just a 'fuck and suc...
It's been over a month since the night with Mrs. Adleson. I've had moments when I've doubted it even happened, that I dreamed it all, then I pull out the note, the one she left me with one word,"MINE." It even has her scent on it which drives me wild. I get so excited when I think about her and that's most of the time. I wonder if I was just a passing fanc...
"No one seems very worried about where I'm sleeping," pointed out Stephanie to the group. "From what I hear, Gwen's discovered that sleeping on top of Steve is very refreshing. Kate can have the spot next to him. I'll be relaxing on all of those muscles of his, which are said to be surprisingly comfortable." "I really hate to rain on your parade, Kate and S...
The Mediterranean sun was reaching its noon heat when the resort owners finally left their rooms on the top tier of the three floors surrounding the pool centred courtyard. As they stood looking down on the men, women, and teenage girls below they couldn't resist a thrill of excitement. Although the majority were regular visitors, some had brought daughters...