Father Francis X. Williams watched the fat man walk into the gift shop alcove in the back corner of St. Patrick's Cathedral, and slowly, quietly, pursued him. Francis, though he preferred Frank, didn't know why he followed the man. There was nothing particularly interesting about him. It was hard to tell what ethnicity he was, since his face was covered in...
-Jill- I'm still not a morning person, but when I must get up I've always been able to. When I don't, you need a catapult to launch me out of bed. Derek already left for work, saying goodbye with a kiss and receiving a slap in the ass from me. I finish making Jesse's lunch and put it on the counter as I finish my coffee. I miss six-year-old Jesse. This th...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
For almost a full year Char had stayed out of the impasse between Tom and Anita. Her suicide attempt to get out of Tom's life hadn't worked, so Anita had decided to remove herself – that albatross from around his neck – in a different way. Char had firmly believed that Tom and Anita's would find a way to break through the wall holding them apart, but it hadn...
Bliss dreamed, her own dreams, but from before she could remember. She had spent the first three months of consciousness as a prisoner of the flesh of a prisoner. She had been the instrument of both their escapes, however. Durzai's magical dabbling had translated into his seed, and for the succubus pregnant with his half-demon child, this meant an occasional...
Sara stared in the mirror at her breasts. She squeezed them. Hard. She did not care if the damned things bruised. Hell, she wanted nothing more than to cut the fuckers off. But what would that accomplish? Really? He would still be a woman. It was not fair. For as long as he could remember Steve as he thought of himself had felt like a boy...a man. All of t...
Short on money, they were not short on love. Hi, I'm Freddie. My wife, Susan, and I love one another very much. Yet, we do not celebrate Valentine's Day anymore and have not celebrated Valentine's Day in years. We no longer waste our money on flowers, jewelry, perfume, cologne, candy, or even Valentine's Day cards. We know we love one another and do not nee...
It was a cold Halloween night in those dark woods. I could hear small rodents moving about on the grounds. My friends and I were meeting out here to drink and to kick off Satan's legacy. His reign off terror was just beginning. Thus far I am the only one to show up Jason told me he would come early to help set up things for the party. A little after I had...
Jenna met this guy named Steve off of Literotica forums. She decided that after a couple of months of talking to him that she was going to visit him. They have been talking about it online for a couple of weeks and decided that it was going to happen the weekend coming up. After a couple of hours on a plane Jenna finally arrived at the airport, meeting Ste...
Please read Ch. 1 now if you haven't read it. Linda speaks: I'll just start at the beginning. Chuck and I met when I was nineteen years old. We dated for about six months and I became pregnant. Chuck and I got married shortly after that. We had a beautiful baby girl who meant the world to us. She is now twenty-one and married. Chuck and I had a wonderful...