For as long as she could remember Gloria Gervaise had been fitter than the other girls, not just stronger, but faster and tougher too. It wasn't until a car accident on the way home from her prom that she realised just how special she truly was. After the car had been slammed off the road by a runaway eighteen-wheeler, caught between two tree trunks as a sma...
The time has come for me to stop hiding. I must resume my nightly hunt for that which I crave. My name is Patricia Atkinson. I am a Vampire. A long time ago, I became one of the Undead. Yes, Vampires do exist. We live among you and no one suspects our existence. That's the way we like it. I live in a nice townhouse in the Back Bay neighborhood of the city of...
It had taken a few hours for the trip to your new home to end, and you had soon fallen asleep during the coach journey. After a sudden jolt, you woke up with a groan. The other people inside the vehicle were gone, and you were the only person left. Sighing, you stand and walk to the front of the coach, which seemed to have stopped for a while. As you step ou...
Author Notes: Yes, I know.....still got other fics that are currently in process on this site, but this new tale seemed to take on a whole life of its own. So, I decided to post the first chapter. Thanks to each and every one of you, who take the time to at least check it out!. Funny thing is, I originally planned for it to be a follow-up to Under His Spell...
I'd known I was kinky since I stumbled on bondage porn as a teenager. The chains, the beatings, the violent sex-all of it excited me. When I got a girlfriend in college, we embraced each other's dark desires. We even bought one of those introductory kink kits. I loved being her dom. Controlling her, owning her. This was the way it was supposed to be. While l...
Preliminary note: This story is part 2 of another piece I wrote a few months ago. You can find it here: www.literotica.com/s/the-ballad-of-a-drifter. Of course the Swan's song can be read as a standalone but I'll make references to events that occurred in the previous story so you might find yourselves a bit lost. I hope you enjoy it and of course all commen...
Huntley Mountain. That's your home, you own it. The entire mountain. It would be nice to say that you worked your ass off to have the money to spend on owning an entire mountain, but that would be a blatant lie. You come from old money, ancient by some standards, and your family mansion on top of Mt. Huntley used to be the family castle before capitalism rei...
Manu and I would like to thank all the authors who submitted during the month, and all the other months for that matter! We've tallied the reader's votes, and are happy to announce the winners of March Reader's Choice Awards. First Place ($150 Cash Prize Winner):When Angels Cum Ch. 19 by CapDragon121Second Place ($100 Cash Prize Winner):Chasing The Last Roa...
I liked Greta. I liked her a lot. Officially, she was Simon Hardy's personal assistant, but he used to 'lend' her to me when I needed a spare pair of hands. Simon had founded the business, and he or his family still owned the majority of the company's shares. But Simon didn't really do that much anymore. At least not on a day-to-day basis. Simon was on the g...
Note to the Reader: Unlike most of the Susie O'Connell chapters this one has no explicit sexual encounters. Foggy Morning My name is Susie O'Connell. I woke the Sunday morning after my 19th birthday party naked, with my boyfriend Corey's arms around me. I was lying in the ballroom of his father's mansion on an air mattress. Through the glass facing the poo...