Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...
If a man is going to die, he might as well live. Things might as well be said. Let's get started with Chapter One. The spiritual and social stories of my life hold keys to my fulfillment. The spiritual story of my life is to wonder is it possible to love and grow in God with a relationship based on love and not for the profit of Heaven. It is not about...
Christina and Josef were happily married for 7 years. Both middle 30s, after a relation of 4 years they got married and put their life at the typical rhythm. He was working at a planning firm as engineer, she as a salesman at a travel shop. Children were not yet at their plans. They say that marriage kills love, and they were not the exception. Love for eac...
The day is grey as I stand and wait at the bus stop. The sky above me is grey. The buildings around me are grey. The pavement beneath me is grey. Even the other bedraggled souls I see this early in the morning are grey. I'm drowning in a sea of grey. I don't even have the will to surface for air. I stand silently at the bus stop, surrounded by a world that f...
Seems like this has enough interest that I wanted to give it another chapter before I bounced around to anything else. Yes, new readers: I bounce from series to series. I also try to keep my series open-ended, so if you're frustrated when a series "doesn't finish" please understand I'm not likely to reach for an ending with a bow on it. Hope you're good with...
It was not easy for Aisa to travel during broad daylight. With nervousness and shame lingered in her thoughts, she walked very carefully, covering her bare less-developed tits and pussy with her arms. Whenever she suspected someone approaching, she quickly hid herself. Needing to take away the World Shard from its position, Aisa braved through her embarrassi...
A gift to the amazing Square, thank you. Alene kept her eyes closed, she took a moment to savor the delight she felt. She knew her cock was in a pussy, a very deep, moist and inviting pussy. She couldn't tell, by feeling alone, how big she was but that didn't matter, what mattered was the feeling, her cock was pumping cum at a maddening pace. She also felt...
"You guys are assholes. And not the good kind." - Xander, "Drawn Together" * I don't, on principle, swear often. My family doesn't do it that often, so I never grew up in the habit of littering choice, juicy words in my speech. Moreover, I'm not a confrontational person. In an argument, should there be an argument, I'm not going to be the one tossing aroun...
Author's Note: The only context you need to be aware of before reading this story is that Kabir, the protagonist, is basically a sex demi-god with limitless superhuman powers. Scarlett is a sex-genie whom he had enslaved to inherit all the powers he now has. With his powers, Kabir can transform the entire world if he wishes to do so. There has been some bu...
(This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. My boyfriend, now husband, asked me to write a story specifically for him. After joking around about the future of technology, I decided to use one of the ideas we thought would soon be available to the general public. This story, as the website implies...