I saw her jump down from the train, scanning ahead. She spotted me instantly and began to run. Was I ready for this? She fussed with her ticket at the barrier, her frustration with the fiddly machine breaking her smile momentarily. I stood still as she pulled herself through breaking into her run again, arms wide when she threw herself around me, hugging tig...
L. Jordan Bains wasn't sure of what to expect when he stepped into the large wood paneled office, but he knew whatever it was it wouldn't be good. He was in a lot of trouble, the Leprechaun wasn't known for having a forgiving nature. Jordan had never seen him, he only knew him by reputation, when you hung around the poker tables of Waller City you heard all...
JILL AGAIN I Jill and Rod were a bit breathless, crouching behind his car parked alongside the grass verge in the far corner of the car park. It was late evening, but high summer so that there was still light in the sky. As a pointless joke, they were hiding from friends they had just left in the clubhouse at the end of the evening. Jill's heart was knock...
I had heard a rumor of its existence, but I had never expected to actually see it with my own eyes. "It" was a necklace featuring a bejeweled white octopus. It was a large pendant, nearly as large as my hand, featuring two large blue crystals for eyes and countless little cloudy-white crystals to represent the many suction cups along its eight twisting ten...
Benjamin Mears House, August 24th, 10:30pm Ben Mears was older than Mulder had expected his grey hair thick and wiry hung loose about a face that was tanned with days spent outdoors and deep lines that spoke of long history. His blue eyes were almost pale, Mulder could see why Scully and Haskell looked at him the way they did. Ben was man's man by no mistak...
The other side of the bed was empty when Bill awoke. The clock showed 7:30. He lay on his back and thought about how nice it had been to sleep with Faith -- tangled up like puppies. But now came the morning after awkwardness. How a woman behaved the day after was always a mystery to him. Some were clingy, some cold, but the hardest to deal with were the gr...
I woke up to a slight headache and a boner stabbing my ass. For a moment I thought I was in my own bed and that the cock belonged to Will. Slowly I realized that 1.) I was not home and 2.) I could smell Jackson's cologne. Snapshots of the night before slapped me in the face, one after the other. Oh, shit. At least we'd had the sense of mind to clean o...
Many thanks to Literotica author 'englander1961' for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Thanks to Literotica author 'KY r...
This is a repost of one that was 'rejected' last week. As one paragraph was corrupted in the conversion from Word format to text, some petty soul reported it. I think this is a story of courage and would like to dedicate it to one of my heroes who displayed the same type of courage. He was a funny looking brown guy that was murdered when he was 78 years old...
I awoke, as usual sweating from the heat, the single sheet thrust aside in the night. What a super evening it had been the night before and how strange it had all been, such a contrast to the, also pleasant, normality of going out to the restaurant. The shared construction and then the repetitive ejaculation of the 'impossible cock.' The games adults play, i...