This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 or over. *** An Uber sat idling at the curb outside the hotel. Throwing Vicky's gear on board, they climbed into the back of the black Mercedes, like soldiers mounting a transport in the wake of a long, bloody battle, wounded but euphoric, going home. "First stop the bottle-oh." Beck cried- the old man's Ve...
Vicki Lawrence's POV I woke up as we came to a stop, with Nicholas gently shaking me. "We have to get out," he said. I opened my eyes, and he helped me sit up. I looked around; we were in a courtyard, in front of a stunning Mexican estate. A stone wall and formal gardens surround the two-story adobe structure, which had statuary and carvings mixed in with...
"This meeting of the Kaplan University chapter of Sigma Sigma Sigma will come to order," said Sir Warwick Carlisle, president of the frat as he gaveled for silence. "Give me your attention." The brothers seated along the long mahogany table in the dining room of the frat house, dressed as usual for the monthly house business meeting in khaki trousers, white...
Gloria's story: My husband, Peter, is police commissioner of our large southwestern city, and he's walking a very fine line between protecting the public from illegal sexual activities versus actively participating in them. Yes, his vice squad continually attempts to tamp down prostitution, pimps, and sexual slavery. But, on the other hand, he gives protect...
"Love, exciting and new . . ." As Jaime and Mike Fisher stepped off the plane into the jet way in Ft. Lauderdale, they were enveloped by Florida's sweltering heat and sticky humidity. Only three hours earlier they had boarded a small commuter jet in Moline, Illinois. Before the plane could depart, it had to be deiced by spraying the leading edges of the win...
"Ladies and gentlemen this is your captain speaking. We'll be touching down at Princess Juliana Airport in just about 11 minutes. It's currently a muggy 28 Celsius in St. Maarten, which is exactly what the forecast temperature is for the rest of the week..." Looking out her window Regina could see the island in the distance. She unconsciously gripped Joe's k...
This is what happens when you get stuck at home for a week reading too much Literotica and running a high fever. By now anyone who has ever read anything I've written knows my fondness for over the top, larger than life characters. Mike Hogue is my biggest creation to date, in fact I don't know how I'll ever top him. There will be six chapters, in six diff...
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock T S Eliot ◊◊◊◊◊ There is a tree I think of from time to time. A tree in winter, it's limbs bare. Blackened bark, wet with cold rain. I stand and look at it's limbs fracturing upward i...
It's worth walking four blocks for a fancy, overpriced cup of coffee just to get out of the office for a few minutes. Even the cold December wind blowing up Light Street off the harbor didn't deter me. I'd spent all morning and lunch at my desk staring at spreadsheets, trying to figure out how to cut two hundred forty-eight thousand, six hundred sixty-two do...
Many thanks to Tigerssman for all the help and patience. All sex scenes have people at least 18 years of age. Dawn, a Northfield University RA, had a fun game which was lighthearted in the past but this year it may have had deadly have. It was voluntary so only a handful of the girls accepted the challenge. It was a game of name change, first you lost you...