(This is a continuation of a short story which was submitted to Literotica some time ago. Following a large reader feedback requesting further adventures of Greg and his Mistress Sasha, their story continues. If reading my work for the first time, this author respectfully suggests you read Part 1 first.) * Warm summer sunshine filtered through the bedroom...
Chapter 1: A New Beginning Sir Walter surveyed the carnage before him, nothing but death and slaughter, as far as his eyes could see. The only sounds to be heard were the screams of the dying, and the screeching calls of the crows, feeding on the dead. He could not turn away, and his only thought, was the belief that the Church had lied to them. How could G...
I'd always assumed I was 100%, no exceptions, one-track-minded Gay; as gay as the day is long. Pretty damn gay. Really, nothing's happened that should technically directly challenge that, there was still plenty of cock involved... but I can't deny the fact I was attracted to some very feminine features. It's not even like he (or rather she) was crossdressing...
Christina sat underneath his window, watching his chest rise and fall in measured rhythm. She was waiting for the right moment to enter Dale's home and transform his life completely, by not only transforming him into a vampire but also by transforming him... into a voluptuous young woman. Christina Mitchell was 478 years old, transformed when she was 18 by...
XVII "Thanks, Albert" Next morning at work I got a call to come and see Brian. As I entered his office I thought he looked worried. "No calls," he told his secretary, and closed the door firmly. "How did it go last night?" he asked. "Fine, I thought," I replied guardedly. "Everyone had a good time. I gave George plenty of chances to tell us all how succ...
The weakness of the flesh Several hours of clearing up at Uncle Albert's house brought me no real reward. It was arduous, unpleasant work on such a sultry day, and I felt terribly invasive going through the old boy's things. The reflection that now they really belonged to me made me feel slightly less uncomfortable about it, but it did not make the work any...
Chapter1: Two Virgins' First Time I grew up in the typical small town USA. My family owned the largest business in town, so we had a love/hate relationship with the entire community. When business was booming, everyone loved my family. When things slowed down, we were the plaque of the earth. My great-grandfather established the business in 1920. He just l...
All snuggly in bed, lights off?? He can tell, as he watches from the shadows, just outside your window. Dressed all in black from head to toe, he hides in the darkness, stalking his prey. He is patient, and very quiet as he sees your lights go out. He knows he must wait a little longer. He can tell, as he watches from the shadows, just outside your window....
A few weeks ago, while caught in a sudden downpour, I happened to seek shelter in the nearest shop -- which turned out to be one of those increasingly rare book stores that sell second-hand books, often from all over the world, and even more often including titles that have been out of print for years. I love books, and I love these book shops, and since the...
At The Firm, a couple of days later, Anne sat at her desk, leaning back, eyes unfocussed, forehead scrunched up, deep in thought. It was a pose that everyone in her area knew, but in this case they'd have been surprised at what she was thinking of. Anne was still unsure about Denise and Stan. 'Just how would I react if Stan and Denise wanted some private ti...