As I sat in my unmarked car up on the third floor of the parking garage I glanced at my watch. It was 1:02AM. "Hey detective, when are these guys supposed to show up again?" said one of the uniforms sitting in the car with me. "They should be here now." I said looking at the drug dealer leaning against a pillar waiting for his daily delivery of Climax. "I...
Sunday was hell for Nora. The hangover and the devastating reaming that Ricky and Jeff had given her in the car hurt beyond belief. Her vagina was chaffed and red, and the two had so stretched her that she was sure she would never recover. As she stared at the black leather book in front of her, she was sure of one thing. No matter if and how the book had ch...
It was a characteristically temperamental Midwestern spring day, gray skies, wind, rain and all. My friend Mari and I were taking shelter at the coffeehouse at the end of vomit row since it was closest to the English building and our Renaissance literature class had just finished. This had become a weekly ritual, sitting and chatting over delicious hot bever...
Chapter 2: Journey to Redemption. The only other person I knew that was still alive was Greggory, the old Baja trainer that had taught Ilya and I. In a world gone mad, with Ilya dead and me just out of prison, not to mention this thing inside me that I still refused to believe, he was the only person I could turn to. His last letter, still in my jeans pocke...
Jennifer thought... less than 24 hours ago she would have never guessed that she would have fucked her roommate in the ass, been sucked off a couple of times, fucked her roommate's mother and finally cum all over her roommates mother's face. Christine, her MTF daughter Brianna, and Brianna's trans university roommate Jennifer had their showers, shared make-...
*The story of a young woman whose needs make her work at a government run brothel and her handler. *Literotica rules apply ***** Marshall looked at the clock on his media centre, it was time to go to work. A new girl was coming to the relief centre today and he had to show her around and discuss her preferences which meant he had to get there earlier than...
A Little Side Business, Part One The Product and A Unique Selling Proposition In which a Film is viewed and a Proposition is made. "Frank, I'd like to see you in my office." These are words that chill the retail worker's heart. In my experience at VoltT, the cell phone carrier where I've worked for five years, it usually means someone else just got fired...
(A special thanks to Barney R for his wonderful editing) Funnily enough, Brenda's death was to become the turning moment of his life. He returned home to find a letter waiting for him. The serial production guys had accepted his story and they wanted his continued association during the making of the serial so as to ensure that they got the feel of the st...
When I was going to law school at night and working as a paralegal at a non-profit children's advocacy group (called "Child Assist") during the day, despite my high libido I didn't have much time for romantic, or even just straight sexual, relationships. Aside from a few infrequent all sex, no romance, three fucks per session, evenings with one of my night s...
Your glare could have melted steel. I had screamed at you in frustration for the state of the house, the kids, the yard, anything that I could pull out of the hat to hurt you. But that wasn't the real source of my boiling anger. The pressure had been building for weeks. We had indulged in a couple quickies over the past month after the kids had gone to bed j...