Anna Baranska stared at the fog swirling in front of her eyes; light from somewhere gleamed through the mist and was hurting her sensitive head. The fog began to blow away from both her vision and her mind, leaving her staring at the light panels above her tube. Tube, cold sleep, light panels, her mind filled in the blanks, they had arrived and it was time t...
Just About 30 Examples This is a far from complete list and is listed pretty much in the order I personally read or watched or became aware of. 1. Le Morte d'Arthur - King Arthur and Guinevere. King Arthur ultimately dies because of Guinevere and Lancelot's betrayal. (See my essay: "What I Learned from Anony" for a detailed analysis.) 2. The Detective (19...
Most mothers would never confess to having an affair with a younger man. Even fewer would confess to seducing innocence and forcing their wiles on a clueless 18-year old boy. Wondering how this anonymous temptress can sleep at night? She doesn't, which only makes things worse. Women like me, the ones that would confess to having an affair with a younger man...
(Dear Gentle Lit Readers: As is usually the case, a story is more than just the fantasy of the writer. Thanks as always to Availableslave4u for checking it out and editing it. This story is based on My Barista which was one of the first series of stories I wrote and submitted to Lit. This is not a quick wank story, so unless you like a ton of background, re...
Tonight I was going to a nightclub and it was going to be a special night. I've been to nightclubs before, and several times to the one I was going to tonight. It wasn't the nightclub that was making the night special. It was the seduction. Tonight I was finally going to be seduced. How did I know? It was easy. Sean would be at the nightclub and he's always...
"Yasmin, you're going to be our guinea pig," Dr. Stephanie Sloan said to me, a maniacal gleam in her eyes as she stood in front of my mirrored cell door, a notepad and pen in her hands. The chubby middle-aged African American scientist looked pretty smug standing behind the safety glass, licking her lips like a cocky bitch would. If only I had the strength t...
Vickie's Cell Phone rang and she answered it as soon as she could. That was her special phone, the one she used for her customers. In the last little while, she'd built up quite the nice little clientele, not including Lucinda herself. The reason was she prided herself on discretion, plus no matter what she had to do to achieve that goal, the customer was a...
(Hey all! Sorry for the slow releases lately, life has unfortunately hit me like a ton of bricks. I'm crawling my way out of the rubble though, and hopefully you should see more regular releases from me over the months to come as we approach the big 1-oh-oh of stories published. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this little piece and will look me up via the...
NOTE 1: First I would like to thank Silkstockingslover for granting me permission to use her name and story title as a background for my story. NOTE 2: This is my first attempt at fantasy, meaning other than the fact I am a truck driver and I do like the food at Petro truck Stops, none of this is factual in any way. NOTE 3: As stated above this is my fir...
The sun was peeking into your room when you woke up. Feeling disoriented, you stare up at the ceiling for a while. What a wild night...you can't remember when last you had that much fun. You managed to chat up two girls and have sex with both of them, all in the same evening. One of them was a blonde with big tits and an incredbly agile tongue. You remember...