This story has been rattling around in my head for a while and Peter seemed to want me to write it. As a "yank" I am poor at recreating British English. Anyone who has constructive suggestions on the subject would be welcomed to share them. The story, characters, and situation are totally fictional. Any relationship between this and anyone is purely coincid...
Out on the street she blended right in with the rest of the earth folks, in a crowd you could never pick us out. We walked down the sidewalk holding hands and it struck me how normal everything felt, like we were just running out to do a little shopping. "So what's first on the list?" I asked as I leaned over to try to see the spaces between the lines on t...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. Here's something different, as a nostalgic ode to my youth playing Dungeons & Dragons, Pendragon and other pen-and-paper role-playing games. I know I am no bard but I tried my hand at an Arthurian idyll. I hope you enjoy it. 1. The errant and the prisoner "Great God! Cadfael, should I die today I would do so knowin...
This story was co-written by a good friend of mine and my roomie, and a new member to literotica. Peaches1970. Without her it would not have been possible. We hope ya'll enjoy. * Mystic Starr snuggled deeper under the covers unaware of the man that watched her from the shadows. She wished that she could go back to sleep but she knew that it was useless. P...
Prologue: A lifelong collector of goods and objects from far and wide has passed and left the entire collection and the business built around them to the only remaining relative, a niece on a career path of her own. Vikki has taken on the task of administering the estate and liquidating the business and collection. However, she has come to find out that man...
Craig looked a bit alarmed at the size of the lumbering contraption. "Are you going to put me in that?" he asked, a little apprehensive. "Don't be afraid," Zula laughed. "I won't let anything bad happen to you." The apparatus had four connective arms that extended outward from its central section for the placement of a man's arms and legs. Once the subjec...
This one took on a life of its own. I sketched out critical scenes I wanted to make sure were written and followed a logical sequence of events. Pfft!! As always, I begin writing a scenario and whoosh, I am off into the Unforeseen Country. I am like where the hell did that come from? I am forced to ask myself critical questions. Is it cool? Does it add to th...
Chapter 10 (The Account is Due) "Ally? Sammy...? You guys there?" Tommy said, "Yeah, Kenny, we're upstairs. Give us a moment...there's coffee on. We'll be down in a minute." "Okay," said Kendall, "Just so you know, Malsa's here with Lilly...Said she needs to talk to you." Surprised, he said, "Oh...Okay...I'll be right there." Still with the stinger in h...
Author's Note: This is NOT the kind of Part 3 that is designed to stand alone. You will be very lost without having read Parts 1 and 2. I'm a dreamer, as I'm sure many of you Literotica readers are too. This story was born out of a daydream about two women who are brought into the world of BDSM dramatically differently. Ignore the Warning Label has chang...
I hope people enjoy this. People who post these stories are looking for many things. I just enjoy comments, and knowing people enjoy the story. * I would like to know, if you do Jack/Jill off that the stories help. If, as you are enjoying yourself, you peal another layer of the dark onion of desire in the back of your mind, and think to yourself "wow, if o...