After all the preparations and searching for the right venue Tim had found the ideal place which was both secluded and dramatic enough for the other guests. The old Elizabethan house come castle was steeped in history with hidden secluded alcoves, high ceilings and all manor of nooks and crannies in which to explore. The guests were each given instruction...
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Author's Note: Now that my university obligations are done for the year I should spare more free time for this...'Should' is the key word, I promise nothing. You need to get out of here! Run! You can't stay here! Phil's soul seemingly screamed at him. The moment he locked eyes with the petite figure, a part of him somewhere deep down inside of him wanted n...
"Athena, I must say again how grateful I am for you allowing me to use your temple this morning," Hera said as she sat down on Athena's throne near the altar, and rubbed her temples. "It is a total cluster-fuck outside on the Acropolis, and..., frankly, I was not able to hear myself think with everyone talking at once. The quiet solitude in here is helping m...
EDITED BY: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANT: Simply_Cyn Author's Note: "This was originally titled "Mrs. Aziani and the Lawnmower." But now that I'm writing Literotica again and putting all my old stories back on the site, I decided to make all of Tucker's stories a part of a larger picture, hence "Tucker Fuller's Modern Life." And, as before, the adven...
This is a tale of cheating, corporate mischief and a revenge of sorts. A man whose wife took advantage of her husband's absence but paid a price. My thanks to blackrandl1958 for her editing skills, which have made this story a much better read. ***** That damn jacket! If I had not left my jacket at home, things might have been completely different. My eigh...
It is not very often that you see an unpretentious looking young man step out of a Rolls-Royce. My name is Paige d'Lephaunt. I am a journalist working for a major Chicago newspaper, and on this particular night, I was waiting for my subject at the Riva Café on East Grand Avenue. For those who have never been there, the restaurant is a fairly large building...
"Do you know why I'm the one accompanying you on this search?" Nÿte asked Phil. Phil shook his head. They were down in the tunnels below the castle. Their only illumination was provided by a small globe of yellow light that orbited Phil like a planetary body. A basic light spell. One most first year warlocks knew. He'd summoned it as Nÿte had led him down...
This is dedicated to the friends of the guy or gal... There is no sex in this story. I edited it myself, so blame me. When I walked into the bar, Hank, Phil and Wes waved at me a little less enthusiastically then the first time I had walked in an hour or so ago. A waitress gathered Reggie's mug and plate of wings. They were laughing at something or another...
Ingrid was what you would call bi-curious, although she had never specifically acknowledged it to herself. She discovered sex at the giant university in Mexico City, where there were thousands of boys to choose from, and she did choose quite a few, enough to keep herself busy. She also had access to the internet, and the wide variety of sexual material avail...