Acknowledgements: Sexyvibe, editor *** I hop on the motorbike behind my Vietnamese host, Jericho. The sun has started to set behind the waterfall we'd just conquered. If we were in Canada right now, I wouldn't feel comfortable driving. I feel intoxicated, not just from the beer we'd drunk, but also from the events of the day. I'm holding onto my slender...
It has been a year since I last made a trip to the Poconos for work. Dan was riding shotgun and Jerry was asleep in the back seat. Last year was bearable only because of Jodie. Whenever I am having a bad day, I will think about my cock sliding in and out of her creamy tunnel and then things are not so bad. The chances she would be here again this year were...
Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Five: Post-Awakening Solona and I got some strange, concerned looks from Avanna as we left my office, but I ignored them. I asked Avanna to accompany Solona to her new quarters after they dropped me off at mine, and she agreed politely enough. Two guards who I vaguely recognised stood attentively outside my suite, and I shut the d...
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Fortunately, Master Oringel settled down to the game right away and didn't pay me any attention at all except when he occasionally got an exceptional hand and felt obliged to show me. Needless to say, he was running low on coins after only three games -- and that was only because of a generous donation from Sir Ruvano. The Spymaster was doing much better, th...
This started after the first incident. My wife and I made rabid, devouring love with one another every night, sometimes twice in a day, for weeks. For two working parents with a kid, that's an impressive feat. The mind games she played with me took a truly devious mind to conceptualize. Perhaps you'd have to be inside my head at that point in our marriage t...
"Hey, I've got another riddle for you: what's the difference between you and a bitch who's about to get her teeth kicked in?" Not again. Why did someone always give her alcohol? Every time they went to a party, she explained that sphinxes cannot produce alcohol dehydrogenase. Every single time, someone gave the damn cat liquor. She would have to leave early...
The sun was beating down hard on the beach that morning. The temperature over ninety degrees and I was loving it. My skin was bronze-tan and as I lied on the beach atop my rainbow-colored towel, I felt I was in Heaven. I wore my big sunglasses and my black bikini. Nothing else was needed, and admittingly I should say the sunglasses was all I wanted to have o...
Hello everyone, I'm sorry for the long absence. My life has gone through some dramatic changes, but I hope that it's all balancing out now. I'm doing my best to get back on a normal update schedule. I will do my best to post every two or three weeks. I know this chapter is pretty short for Lit, I'm sorry. I'll try to make the next one longer. Tell me what yo...