Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction. Any descriptions or names that resemble actual persons, businesses, or locations are purely coincidental. The author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited. I – Consummation 'She would look so hot covered in blood,' he thought, as he observed the woman exiting the spa. In...
Bethany and I met when neither one of us was actually looking for someone. We'd both been dragged by our friends to a bar as their designated drivers. While the others drank, mingled, and danced we sat at the bar with our watered-down sodas. Sodas from the bar-gun are never as good as the bottles. That was the first thing we talked about. It was very differ...
Once upon a time there was a really awesome story on Literotica titled the Virgin Princess. The story was well written, skillfully crafted and very hot. It was thought that the name of the author was Marcl or Markl or Mikl or something like that. One day, as some days often do, an Evil Situation cast its indiscriminate randomness upon this story and poof - i...
A follow up to What You Bring to the Table, this contains a scene with a character who is perhaps an over-endowed succubus as well as other weirdness. You have been warned. ***** It had been a month since she had become Xulia, but she was pretty much settled into her new existence as a succubus at The Passion Pit. Living with Leeshya, actually Madam at thi...
AUTHOR'S NOTE- I want to thank my editor Ditee for all that she has done. She makes my mess readable. All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old. Chapter 1 "I wont have it!" She said to John "It's not going to happen." She was pretty for her age, petite, bleach blond (for him), just slightly overweight and with large breasts that she...
This is my first time putting a story up on the internet. Enjoy, Everyone! * I woke up in a daze. The sun was up and a golden hue glowed through out the room, giving off blurry glares off the television screen, the drinking glasses, etc. It was quite hot and humid, one of those hot Belizean days where you can actually breathe and taste the heat. For those...
Everyone at work had subtly, and not so subtly, pitied her when they learned she was vacationing alone. Monica-the-witch had kindly mentioned that Nadine was probably lucky to not be encumbered with a man. She'd meant, of course, that Nadine never had boyfriends. Nadine had simply smiled an answering smile as false as Monica's own, and withheld comment, a re...
Thanks to ebony4whitemen for help with editing and for giving advice (if you like the story it's because of Ebony, if you don't; that's my fault). If you haven't already read part one, I'll set the scene: Assistant Librarian, Effie, has met a man ('H') who has promised that he is the one to give her all the pain and humiliation she needs. He has told her t...
It had been a long three weeks since Natasha and Steve had holed up in the cabin, on the run from remnants of Hydra, and Hawkeye. They settled into a routine, though Black Widow admonished herself during this time as she had not so easily fallen into it. Steve was a natural - coming from a simpler time of the 1940s and roughing it on the front lines of WWII...
She sat across from him on the kitchen island, a haunted sadness darkening her eyes. He would give anything to take it away but he was powerless. The ice-cream had been reduced to muddy syrup she kept stirring at. He ached to see her so dejected when she had always been so vibrant, positive with an enchanting belief in the goodness of others. Countless time...