There are twelve steps in the recovery program for alcoholism originated by Alcoholics Anonymous beginning with Step 1: Honesty and ending with Step 12: Service. This program is the spiritual foundation for personal recovery for those who enter. The parts of this program that can sometimes be controversial are the eighth and ninth steps. The eighth step is w...
Authors note: Here is my Halloween story for 2014, hope you enjoy. * The self-proclaimed Witch-Hunter General, Matthew Hopkins, rode into the small village of Mistlea expecting to see the church flock greet his arrival with rabid anticipation and old hags already in custody. His reputation since hanging a coven of twenty-three witches at Manningtree for d...
This is an entry for the 2014 Literotica Winter Holidays Contest. Contains: snow, high levels of drinking, weather-related peril, references to classic rugby matches, a pitched battle and perhaps some romance. Please vote and comment! *** "Fuckit, I'm cold." "Fucking freezing." "I'm starting to wish the pitch had frozen hard enough for the match to be...
My ex, Ray, was the most romantic man I have ever known. Growing up only a few blocks from each other we have known each other since we were both three or four years old. He was my seventh grade boyfriend. Though we were never lovers at such a tender age we did make out like crazy and spent many Saturday afternoons french kissing and groping each other on th...
Life's tapestry is woven in intricate, often overlapping designs. Complicated patterns sometimes emerge as repetitive, the only variation being a subtle change in the hue of color. As with these patterns of tapestry, the people in our own life will pass through randomly; the intervals are sometimes brief while other times their stay is for a longer period. T...
It all seemed surreal as her eyes slowly adjusted to the light of the semi-darkened room. A single barred window on the wall behind her provided the only source of light at the time. She was naked, her legs spread and secured by metal shackles around each ankle that were bolted firmly to the concrete floor beneath her. Her hands were stretched outward from h...
Who am I? That would seem a silly question to ask at the beginning of a story, but for me that question is all too important. I used to be a fairly normal guy named Ben, and at 25 I thought I had a good enough job and a normal enough life. My story really starts several months ago, a day that seemed like any other, like many before it. I was woken up when m...
I got married 12 years before. Most guys select their wife for the reason he would love her or because she is beautiful. He could select her because she is rich or perhaps she is a famous. But even my wife had everything money, beauty and she is also a bit famous in the society. And she loved me very much. But these are NOT the reason I married her. I selec...
In Chapter 1 (in Exhibitionist and Voyeur) we met Nancy, the Slut of Brown County. She had become an infamous slut due to some experimental meds she took for depression. She left Indiana to move to New York, became a registered nurse, and went to Washington, DC for the women's march where she has met a seemingly nice man named Mike. ************************...
**************** CHAPTER FIVE As ass reamings went, I'd grade this one only a C+, but then again I'd been called onto the carpet and screamed at by real professionals before back home. Numerous times. My old bosses at the Austin BMA could give these USA wankers some real management lessons in the art of attitude adjustment, but perhaps with me they'd just e...