Author's Note: I can't think of a better way to end this story, so this is what I came up with. Part of me hates it. Part of me loves it. I'm not sure how I feel. ***** Rellenora didn't care what the Royal Physician said about it. Her arms locked around Ermen, pressing his soft body to hers. He was sleeping. That's all. He was sleeping, and he'd wake...
Dayen wasn't sure why he had been chosen as the high shaman for the clan on the day of the winter solstice. He was the youngest shaman in the clan, but old Wored had been too tired to perform the rite and had pointed silently to Dayen as his replacement. It was even more worrying that the signs hadn't been good. And now this. He dressed carefully on the mor...
Steve watched nervously as the best man ushered his wife onto the dance floor. His attention had been focused on the matron of honor and the best man ever since the wedding processional when they had walked down the aisle together. His anxiety had been accentuated by Stella's gown. While brides are notorious for making catastrophic fashion choices for their...
Tyra's eyes were glued to the floor while she stomped her way through the admin building and crashed down onto the wooden bench outside her counselor's office. She didn't bother adjusting the hem of her skirt either, instead she made a dramatic show of crossing her legs. A saucy smirk crossed her lips when she noticed the office clerk sizing her up. Crysta...
There was once a young woman who found her self lost in the woods. It was a chilly October, and the huntsmen were about chasing deer so the young woman had worn a cloak as red as April Cherries to distinguish herself from all that was in the forest. Like a child, the woman adored the texture of her cloak and the way it spread out from the nape of her neck wh...
Andrea stepped quietly up from the cabin onto the after deck well. The clouds had come in like a blanket over the moon, underlit by the streetlights of Split. Masts and bobbing small craft could be made out around her in the dimness. She stowed her armload of towels in the PFD bin and rigged the ladder, fuming and despairing alternately. They demanded her s...
REVIEW: NIGHTMARE CAMPUS, VOLUME #2 THE CRY OF THE DEMON LORD AQUIFEL ***** 'Hentai' literally means pervert in Japanese. Today, most everyone knows that 'hentai' is anime pornography. For those of us who love cartoons and especially anime, the Japanese version of cartoons, these adult cartoons fulfill our mature fantasies while remaining based in the medi...
Recently I had my neighbour Sue-Anna's husband grant me webcam access to their bedroom. John, the husband, is my little plaything and I have him wrapped around my little pinkie ever so well. He will do anything I want and my power over him is extremely arousing. But the icing on the cake, the exquisite kink that simply drives me wild is making him betray h...
13 - Analysis: "Is there any chance that this will be done and dusted by lunch?" Dirty Harriet asked and looked at her watch, "it's almost noon now." "it takes as long as it takes," I shrugged. "Yeah, it looks as if this prat has has coded their nick into the script," Cilla scoffed. "! suppose that it's their little inside joke, but it may be about to b...
Mirror, mirror on my stand who's the lewdest in the land? One of the more delightful aspects to posting a few pictures of my assets here on Lit -not to mention a couple of my panties with me still inside of them - is that you receive a lot of Messages. You get a few 'Hi! How are you?'s: need I say more about those? The majority of messages are fairly trivia...