Author's Note: Big thank you to Secretsxywriter for editing and helping me to make this story better. *** Hellhound, hellhound, hellhound. I kept repeating the safe word in my mind. Not because I feared I'd forget it, but because I needed something to concentrate on. Just stay focused, Tom. You can do this. It was Saturday. I had woken to a message from...
The Dangers of Pain - Part 3 - Therapy in Olympic Park The closer the big RV got to Portland, on our way to Port Angeles, the worse the weather got. By the time we were crossing the Columbia River bridge northward, rain was driving horizontally and Ben was tense in the driver's seat. Martha and I sat together in the upholstered passenger seat, feeling the b...
Chapter 3 -- Kim's new life Kim sullenly accompanied her Spokesman and his secretary across the plaza back to his office at the Central Police Station. Her body still was in considerable pain, not only from the searing welts, but also from her cramped muscles. The American walked stiffly and slowly, with Dukov and Tatiana slowing their own pace to allow her...
This is a continuation of my recently published part 1. This would more accurately fit into Romance but I prefer that stories stay within the same category so I put it in LW with part 1. Disclaimer: As you read this story, keep in mind that I try to include something for everyone, and some people are always looking for mistakes. So, if you find any errors,...
Judy looked out the window and watched as the car drove away, sighing as she felt his seed dripping down the inside of her thigh. She hated whenever Jason left her, and hoped that he wasn't leaving to go meet up with some college slut... or worse yet... her sister. The thought of him with her made her furious, but then again, he had promised something for he...
Author's note: Hi! I aimed to make this story a little different. The plot will possible require quite a bit of suspension of disbelief, if you go in expecting two typical (or rather, neurotypical) people. Note that in line with the personalities of the characters I have opted for more scientific or nerdy terminology in some of the descriptions. While 'ade...
As Always: Thanks to "Alpineskier" for editing. Thanks to "Doc" for story ideas. Bradley's story: Have you ever had your heart broken into a million pieces? No, let me correct that. Have you ever had your soul ripped from your body and watch it evaporate as the wind blows by? That is me at this very moment. My problem is I brought a knife to a gun fight....
A word beforehand: Categorization seems to be primarily important to many Literotica readers. "The Futanari," contains an element of science fiction as I understand it, but perhaps not as purists do. To my mind, my stories don't fit neatly into categories. Their pedigree is as muttly as their author. A note about format too. Literotica formatting collapses...
Dr. Edward (Dreg) Gresham looked up from his newspaper as the sound of a key in the Yale lock heralded the arrival of one of the friends with whom he shared a very comfortable and spacious detached house in a leafy street in West London, belonging to Sir Henry and Lady Antonia Gresham. He could visualise the scene all to easily, without the need to stir hims...
{Text received 9:43pm} Mack: come outside in 3 minutes, I'm running by. {Text received 9:44pm} Mack: naked!! The second text got Mary's attention. She put a bookmark in Pride and Prejudice and slid out of her sheets. It wasn't too late, but she had already gotten in bed and was about a chapter into her 3-chapter routine before she went to sleep. It was als...