© Sadie Rose Bermingham & Bellora Quinn 2010 Good Day to you, dear readers. The tempting and teasing is nearly at an end. We lay before you, chapter 11, the penultimate instalment of Reach Out For The Sunrise. It has been over a year in the delivery and now the end is in sight and we can rest our weary index fingers for a little while. Maybe enjoy a nic...
Author's notes: (1)This is fiction, and strange fiction. If there really is a Jacob Finning, it is coincidence. (2)Jade is nasty, as many of my female characters are, but not as nasty as one might think. She knows that what she does is enjoyed by the victim. This story is the extreme of that. (3)This is a story about sexual craving and need, and how it ca...
Chapter 1: Introduction During Spring Break of our senior year at Florida State, my friend Chelsea convinced another friend, Samantha, as well as myself to come home with her to Rome, Georgia, to relax a bit. This was out of character for us, as wild, beach vacations were more the norm, but we had gotten into a bit of trouble the year before in Daytona duri...
Chapter 8 The police and Art left and Dan said, "Well we need to get to bed. Work tomorrow." "You all get your ass over here and stand in front of me," as I was sitting in the overstuffed chair. I watched as they walked seeing three limp dicks hanging down over their balls. Silvia looked nice to she was quite the looker. As they stood in front of me I sai...
Chapter 1 "Mommy, are you okay?" The voice of Connie's six-year-old son Jason sang through the locked bedroom door. Connie was lying on her side on the bed, her white and yellow floral sundress bunched around her waist. I was spooned in behind her, plowing her pussy doggy-style. She had managed to keep her moans to a background lull, but she couldn't mas...
My maids make me their personal maid and chore slave -- Tarek I would like to thank Ms. AT Khan for reviewing the story and providing lots of feedback, and JonB1969 for editing the first edition. - Tarek * "Tell me the truth, baba!" Rashida, my maid, held my left ear firmly in her right hand, giving it a painful twist. "Did you, or did you not, switch off...
"Hey, come check this out," Melinda tugged at my elbow. I looked up from the cooktop to see that my wife had turned on one of the secure monitors in the guest suite. All six of the kids were playing in the living room as I prepared breakfast. Geoff and Mimi were gently making love. The TV was muted to avoid alerting the kids, but the two of us watched our f...
Author's note: The story is part of Literotica's unofficial tag team competition. Twenty of Literotica's authors have accepted the challenge of being randomly paired with a partner to co-author a story under the pen name "The_Odd_Couplings." The pairings have remained anonymous and the true authors of this story will be revealed in the comments section one w...
Part One: Tricked "Monica, I don't feel so good." Startled, Monica Jensen jumped and turned toward the doorway of the bathroom. Hanging onto the door jam and looking like death warmed over was Lilly Banks. Her shiny black leather covered head was hanging down loosely, and she swayed from side to side like a listing ship. "Uh Oh Honey what's wrong?" The mi...
Chapter Thirteen From the timeline I'd been given, it was clear someone was killing every queen. The problem was that details were so scant. Always the same scenario arose; a secret lover, sneaking out, and sometimes the lover was killed too, sometimes not. It didn't take a detective to realize it was the same person. But how could it be Alessandra? My wol...