Dear reader; this is the last part of a four part group sex tale. If you've read this far you know that I am willing to let the narrative slip into the realm of bat-shit crazy from time to time. That said, let me reiterate that this is a work of fiction and is meant to be entertaining rather than enlightening or socially responsible. All characters are at l...
Note: Here is the second chapter of http://www.literotica.com/s/chosen-mate Harry, Sandra and Oldman face a new day. Thank you for the views, votes, comments, and favorites. I hope you like this one as well. Harry Chapter 2 Relations Sandra watched Harry's drooping eyes as he drove carefully out of the graveyard and back toward town. When she enticed him...
All of us get stuck by the weather from time to time. Sometimes, it can be a very good thing. ". . .temperatures tonight will be below freezing and remain that way through Friday. That's all for the weather, and now back to music." I switched off the radio; as usual, I caught the tail end of the forecast and had to get the rest of the details elsewhere. Goi...
"'It's no use going back to yesterday. I was a different person then.'" -Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" *** "I know people are afraid of me," Lily said. "And I understand why. So I won't take it personally if you prefer not to work with me directly." Ashe's pen scratched across her notebook. She looked up only occasionally. The room...
sorry about the ridiculously long wait for this. hope it meets your standards. enjoy. ------------------ ------------------ I smile sadly as she gasps for air. Death, how it comes quickly. I would have my man draw it out and have fun with her, make a show for the men, but she told me all she knew and I was in a bit of a mood. This chase was getting on my...
It was colder than she thought it would be. Pinter's boot sank shin-deep in snow as the weight of her gear finally caught up with her. Everything was amplified in this cold that pressed down like an enormous hand, adding to the weight of her gear, slowing her progress through this endless snow. Snow and wind. And mountains. The wind bit fiercely at what lit...
Thrashes of light sporadically washed over the pulsing milieu, unrelenting high-hat flourishes tapping their teeth while the vibrations of the kick drum bounced their heads fore and aft. Their bodies were a vessel containing a dearth of gleeful sensory overload. Dozens of the turned-on were turned out to imbibe in the full gale-force trauma of a mere night w...
The inn had the same smell and feel that I remembered. Homey and comfortable. This evening it was half full and quiet. I spied Klum the same time he saw me. He was talking somberly to a customer as he poured the man a pint of ale. He finished serving his customer, eyes never leaving mine. Klum reached down below the bar and came up with a spiked club. Everyo...
Part Two of the "Love Letters to my War Hero" series.© My darling lucille, It, too, saddened Me to be apart on Lover's Day. This was the first one where W/we were not together. But, at least, your letter did put a smile on My face. Such a good whore you are to Me, darling dear! As always, thank you. If I could be with you right now, I would reward your th...
Sitting on a stained and well-worn maroon chair on the third floor of the library, Jeremy was working diligently on his laptop to finish up the remaining slides of a presentation for one of his classes. The afternoon sunlight bathed the room in rich natural light through windows that surrounded the sitting area he was working in. This was his favorite place...