How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table...
Maja Allen. A week after leaving Yorkshire, I arrived at the gate to March Hare Farm. A broken barricade was lying in the road; a sign lay smashed beside it. "Keep out! We are armed, and will protect ourselves," it said. I drove the little Suzuki up the road to the place I'd called my home for so many years; the place I'd left after Kimmie's death and We...
The quickest way to develop a hatred of humanity was to work in sales. No matter how much you liked people at the beginning, within a week, resentment crept in, and after a month, you wanted to run away to an uninhabited planet. He used to think working as an apprentice chef was thankless work. It was hot, it was busy, and the hours were long. People compla...
It was late March and I was reading the newspaper and I found some interesting information from Wikipedia about April Fools' Day I thought I'd share it before telling my story. April Fools' Day is celebrated every year on the first day of April. Popular since the 19th century, the day is not a national holiday in any country, but it is well known in Canada,...
At an hour shy of midnight, prom-goers began to disperse from the gymnasium of Browning High school. High on excitement, and eager to indulge in after-prom activities, they made a beeline for the parking lot. While some of the teens made plans to meet up at house parties, others were preparing to engage in more intimate activities. While Kimi and Ethan wer...
Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. This is the story, written by both of us, telling of what happened following our first explosive weekend together (described in Enslaving Ev on Literotica) ... * PART 2 Slut (6) ... My mind was all over the place. In the past 48 hours I had lost my virginity, being taken as a slave and fucked by...
Author's Note: Everyone in this story is eighteen or older! Stephanie and Arthur Miller watched through the second story window of their posh uptown home as the neighborhood burned down around them. Not literally, but figuratively. The arsonists were burly looking moving men. Their torches and firebombs were the crates and boxes that weighed down the back o...
Author's Note: This is the final part of The New Neighbors, the thrilling two part story about love, lizardmen, and teenagers WHO ARE ALL STILL EIGHTEEN. They didn't become not eighteen between story halves. Time travel is in the Concord stories. * In the anti-climax that defines many stories of the world, a text message full of amazingly explicit pictures...
Trinity: Part I - The Husband O Rose thou art sick! Th' invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark, secret love Does thy life destroy. From Songs of Experience (1974) by William Blake (1757-1827). Why is it some of us knowingly walk hand in hand towards a precipice - then just step...
For most men, having wild sex with two talented teenage hookers would be a guilty dream come true. But for Roger Travers it was just another day in Thailand, another day sticking his cock in the same orifices over and over and over again. The girls were gorgeous and tireless and normally would have fully occupied Roger's attention, but he had other things on...