"Gregg can be such a dickhead," I thought to myself. "He's a friend, and I like hanging around with him, but sometimes he's an asshole." I sighed, put down my glass of wine, and got off the couch. "Where you going?" Gregg asked. "The back deck. Between the cigars and your BS," I waved the Cuban that Gregg had given me and grinned as affably as I could at h...
Connie's Weed, Part 3 — Two Much By Far A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the size depicted in Wo...
Herbert felt drained. Drained in spirit, drained in energy, but most of all drained of his precious sperm. He had given up more than a pint of cum at the hands of his teacher, his stepsister and her friend, and he wondered how long it would take his body to replenish the lost stores of his valuable seed. Yet even now, as he lay awake in bed, he was thinking...
A/N: First and foremost I'd like to thank all of my readers who have waited patiently for this chapter. Thank you for sending all your encouraging feedbacks and messages. It helped me get off my butt and continue Rance and Alex story. And of course, I want to thank my ever helpful and awesome editor Lunarosa. Thanks for your time and help with the story, a...
"There is nothing more desolate in all the abodes of men than an unfurnished house dimly lit, silent, and forsaken, and yet tenanted by the memories of evil and violent histories." -Algernon Blackwood, "The Empty House" *** "I guess no one mentioned that Devereux Manor is supposed to be haunted?" Amelia paused with trowel in hand in the flowerbed, consid...
LIFE CHANGERS: Part One "There's bad luck and then there's shit luck," Ella mumbled as she glanced at the skies quickly. "And you really shouldn't monopolize all of the shit luck all of the damn time." Mentally cursing the meteorologist's faulty forecast, she cringed when the unmistakable sound of ice began tapping against her windshield. Five minutes...
For those who are true AfroerotiK fans and keenly observant, they will realize that this story is a sequel to the Dominant Black Tales series. For those who are not as versed in my erotic tales, they can read the story of Bryan and his wife Rebecca in Dominant Black Tales. ***** Everyone thinks that what they believe is right. It's the mind's self-preserv...
-------------------------------------------------------------- "And this is why I sojourn here, alone and palely loitering, though the sedge is withered from the lake and no birds sing - the beautiful woman, without mercy has me in her thrall." "In vain we lavish out our lives, to gather empty wind; the choicest blessings earth can yield will starve a hung...
This story, like my others, is based on real events in my life with a significant degree of fictional license applied. I've intertwined reality and fiction often within the same sentence or paragraph. As in my other stories there is a dose of philosophy as well as more closure for the characters that you'll find in many other Literotica stories. Perhaps I've...
***This is the final chapter. I hope it hasn't been too hard to follow. With everything in place for Kate and Jürgen, I can now take the reader to the ending in one hopefully enjoyable go. This was never meant to be a long romancy thing. Rather, It's more of a little tale where two people find a lot for themselves in a very short time, so I've kept it a litt...