For when I never see her again. Preamble: I strongly suggest you read the first two chapters first, but here is a summary. My name is Mike and I work at a University in Amsterdam. I'm completely infatuated with a young woman named Emma who works at the University sports center as a fitness trainer and weight room manager. I'm American, average height w...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Time seems to fly working at the bar. How long have I worked here now? Ten years. It seems like yesterday when I came here looking for a job to get by on after the economic downturn and a sexual harassment accusation forced me from a decent career. "This was just going to be temporary, maybe a year or two, until things turned around," I told myself. Hitting...
This is the eighteenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter IX "…Hail! Hail! The Gangs All Here…!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of...
Dusk has come and gone, the night has gotten on. It must be close to midnight. Most of the working class is in bed, most of them sleeping, but here in the city-state of Zayir, the rich are always active. The catacombs and arenas and hidden tunnels beneath the palace are always surging with pleasure-seekers, pulsing like the heart of a living thing. Money cha...
It started on a Friday evening. Actually it was about 12 AM Saturday. I was sitting in my home office surfing through erotic story sites looking for a good story to read. I wasn't sure what would happen that night. Maybe read a little, maybe cyber, maybe just read the boards on Literotica. It was an open and empty canvas. Late nights are my time to indulge...
Author's Note: A huge thanks to bikoukumori for a splendid editing job, and to fellow authors redskyes and Handley_Page for helpful additions and insight. This is part four of four. If you've stumbled here via the tag search, I'd ask you to go back to part one for maximum enjoyment. As always, there's only adults having fun here. Part Four When Leo duck...
Author's note: Desperate Measures is an anthology consisting of stories related by theme, rather than by character, chronology, or storyline. Accordingly, they can be read in any order, as each installment is a stand-alone entry. * * * * "Hello, this is Tom Lowery." "Mr. Lowery, my name is Cynthia Webber. I'm calling from the office of Mrs. Gwendolyn Garr...
This is the older woman/younger man version of a set of four separate, three-part stories. All are basically the same with slightly different character relationships. "It Doesn't Count" involves a brother and sister, "A Mother's Lust" involves a mother and son, "It Doesn't Matter" involves an older woman and her daughter's young ex-boyfriend, while "It Shoul...
Part 39: Sarah's Faith "Good morning Jeannette." Devon greeted his lead as she entered his room. "Good morning Master." Jeannette replied. "OK, if Rebecca cuts Crystal loose, send her to wake and shower with Sarah." Devon held up the paper he had been reading. "A suggestion of Master Andre, he suggests that we let Sarah see Crystal's marks from her night...