Hey all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of Home for Horny Monsters! This story started almost a year ago when I posted the first chapter here on Literotica. The rest, so far, has been history! If this is your first time reading, this story is written in chapters. Book One starts at chapter one, and Book Two starts at chapter thirteen. This story cont...
First thing first – Shanti wanted to finish off the Janardhan issue before stepping into the new world of Escorts. She was very excited and also was very thrilled at the prospect of having a hunk like Kamesh, she just could not get that guy off her mind, but needed to get this Janardhan the Politician off her back. She just did not see any reason to build...
Lee was reviewing the third quarter Alcoa financial report. It'd been a busy week with all the volatility in the market. He looked up at the wall across the office to relax his eyes, and noticed the clock. "Shit, and I promised Diane I'd be home early," he muttered to himself. He threw the report in his briefcase, and grabbed his coat as he shut the door. He...
Kyle stepped on to the white pebbled roof of the Holiday Inn, his flip-flops crunching beneath his feet as he dragged them along the flat floor. It was only about seven o'clock in the morning and thick fog still blanketed the bay in the distance around Alcatraz Island. Like a ghost the island seemed to hang below him as Kyle lifted his digital Canon camera t...
I woke up to the sound of our neighbors pulling up into their driveway. The car's headlights briefly penetrated the roman shades, casting shadows on the dark bedroom ceiling. I turned on my side, one hand tucked under my pillow and the other, fondling Ryan's bare chest. I watched it rise and fall in sync with his deep breathing. His handsome face was calm an...
(This is a partially true story. A club does exist, maybe in your hometown too. You should read Peggy's Story first.) Peggy had told me how she had been forced to be a slut for the big shots in town who belonged to a secret club. They got young couples to enjoy the good life, and at the same time made sure that they got deep into debt. Then, they would thre...
A week and a half had passed since Kristanna had arrived at the Camp of Blessing. Talking to the other girls and the nuns she came to find out that this place was a private initiative, funded and ran by the local church her parents were a part of. She could also familiarize herself with the routine of the place, and it was a big part of it, the routine was e...
So I was at one of those parties—you know, the ones where you feel completely awkward with yourself. And your limbs don't cooperate; and the only safe places to stand are the tackily-decorated walls surrounding the dance floor. It was darker than I was completely comfortable with, but I was also relieved. Few eyes would be looking in my direction, and that's...
This is a continuation of the previous Sailing Adventure story. Several readers asked for "the rest of the story," so here it is for your reading pleasure. ***** Thursday when I arrived at the site for my usual computer maintenance, I wasn't sure what kind of reception to expect with Barbara after our sailing weekend. Barbara was smiling when she greeted...
Welcome back to my spacious office, formerly known as the broom closet. Since moving out the mops and brooms I almost have room to turn around in spite of the over full filling cabinets and my desk. Ah, yes, my desk. That's where I spend most of my time, feet resting on top with me leaning back in my swivel chair. Got the cleanest neatest finger nails in...