At the request of a reader who was kind enough to offer both feedback and a plot suggestion, I have this to say: Chris entered Room 834 at the Palmer House Hilton and was immediately overcome by a stench he knew all too well. An assistant manager of the venerable Chicago hotel, he had been summoned to the room by the head of housekeeping a few minutes after...
I want to thank LadyFalcon for her assistance by making constructive comments and editing this story. * * * * * * Now that we'd had sex, I found myself thinking about Sarah during every waking moment. When she wasn't with me, I felt like part of me was missing. God, I was in love with this woman! I'd savored being near Sarah before, but now I wanted to be...
I hated working late. It seemed I always got stuck with the grunt work, just because my boss knew I was single, and unattached at the moment, he had no problem sticking me with the reports and typing that had to be 'done by morning', in his words. He'd then go off to have a nice dinner with his family, while I sat at my desk for hours. Finally, the bulk of...
The bright sun beat down upon their heads in the meadow. Angel frowned, exasperation making her tense. Devon stood before her, unarmed, beckoning with his hand for her to attack. The breeze toyed with his mane, and he rolled his shoulders, making his muscles ripple. One brow rose, his eyes glowing eerie blue even in the glaring daylight as placed his hands...
Chapter 1: Awareness Karyn couldn't believe that the professor had gone over again. It seemed he never finished on time. Lately she just didn't like the walk back to her dorm. It was midway through her first semester and she'd been told all the stories about what happened to unescorted girls after dark on campus. It was getting entirely too dark too fast at...
The e-mail that I received on Sunday, March 22nd read. "Meredith Reynolds has cancelled her Art Class for Monday. However, you are to report to the classroom at the same time as usual and wear your leather cock strap. Bring your collar and the box of numbered costumes that you retrieved Wednesday (WVC Ch.13- The Traffic Stop). Your trainer will assist you...
(In order for this to make any sense, I would suggest that you read "Is Enough Really Enough" before starting this. I would like to thank the many readers who have emailed me with their comments. I would also like to express my appreciation to RPSuch and The Wanderer for their kind words and suggestions re. Is Enough Really Enough, especially since I'm an ad...
1) The following is a work of erotic fiction. Those under 18 (or whatever is the age of majority in your jurisdiction) should stop reading now. 2) This story contains characters and settings copyrighted by DC Comics. This story should be considered a parody of those characters and settings. It is also distributed free of charge and is a non-commercial enter...
So this is my Literotica debut. Please do not go easy on me I want as much constructive criticism as possible, I will even accept outright abuse if that is how you need to communicate. Hopefully I have the right category. Please inform me if it is wrong. It is a story of a wife who trades up and a husband who hits rock bottom. The story shows his journey b...
Tammy was out of her bedroll and on her feet before she even knew why she was awake. Her hand already held her Johnson Big Bore and the fur all down her spine was on end. F`reet `du Hom, who had been on watch, looked at her through the darkness of the forest, her eyes shining in the light of the setting moons. Neither spoke or moved. Only then did Tammy real...