The Gulfstream G150 jet swiftly made its way across the twilight skies. Its cabin was business-like with high backed leather chairs, flat screen monitors, desks and tables of varying sizes. Everything a titan of industry could require in his travels. But on this flight, the interior lights were largely dimmed and only a solitary passenger was aboard. She sa...
Part Fourteen: Sub Plans During the summer months, it was easy for a single teacher's house to transition from a comforting retreat into a self-imposed prison. On the weekends, I still got out to see my friends, and otherwise there was the occasional errand to run, but as time passed, time increasingly lost meaning. Grocery shopping was as likely to happen...
Best wishes and God's blessings to all. Thank you all for the votes on "The Light of Dawn" which allowed me to win the monthly contest, I just hope it's not the last time. MoogPlayer P.S. Don't forget to vote..... ~~~~~~ Hi, my name is Mark Albertson, and I'm forty five years old. I stand six feet tall, weigh a...
Peter Edgar was very rich and very famous. Both came from his late father. He, the father, created the fortune by developing software, scorching and buying up competitors, and shipping it, bugs and all, until it obtained dominance in its market. The money, and the fame, came to Peter, an only child, when his parents died in a Gulfstream crash in 2012. Soon t...
"Right girls – toilet, wash, strip, discipline and bed. Form two queues as you are directed. Fisher left, Bradley right, Taylor right, Kaul right, Montford left, Hill left ,Peters right, Douglas left," they were instructed. Daisy took her place at the back of the 4 person queue her hands still firmly clamped to the top of her head. "Right first pair your...
I never even liked Brian Thomas Salabis, never liked him from the time his family moved to Pill Hill, a 1950s suburban development, so called because of the many doctors who lived there. He was all of six years old then, a mouthy, sometimes obnoxious kid with a penchant for mischief. I feared for my son Daniel, feared that Brian would be a bad influence. Tho...
For Russell Keane, it would all come down to this moment. Today was the last scene to be filmed for his revisionist Western, "The Noble Hearts," a film that would either elevate his career or destroy it. For the past decade, the Melbourne native had made a name for himself directing high-grossing, if lowbrow, horror films, but after hit after hit, he grew t...
The next night was the Grammys. J Lo had me drive her and Janet there and stay outside. I waited on them and finally after the show was over and they came out. There was a third woman with them this time as Mariah Carey was with them. I opened the door of the limo and they all three got in. I closed the door behind them and got in front. J Lo gave me a set...
Generally, my writing is quite... extreme. Non-consent, violence, magic, superpowers, even death sometimes. Literotica doesn't like that much, it seems, so this was an attempt to write something rather more conventional and consensual. I enjoyed writing it, may well continue it or do more like it at some point. Hope you like it too. All characters are aged...
The southern California Saturday sun warmed the back of his neck as Sam wobbled back to his house less than 100 yards away from Mrs. Benavides' place on trembling, weak legs. He had heard some of the jocks in school talk about 'fucking the shit' out of some girl, and now he knew how that felt. The weakness in his legs was counteracted by the knowledge that...