Hank Thompson sat in his office when Gore warrior came to pay him a visit since Hank was not really a warlock he never was able to vanquish him. "Hi can I help you? "Hank asked the huge man. "I think it's the other way around, I think I can help you because you have been wronged by a woman you once knew as Cheyenne." He said sitting down in the chair in fro...
(Editor's note: this is an edited version of a multi-chaptered work that was previously on Literotica under this author's name.) * Chapter 1 Amy needs a shoulder Amy is a neighbor and one of my favorite people. She's in her mid-twenties, dark red hair, slim--even after two kids, cute, great sense of humor, and generally a joy to be around. My name is Robe...
Mari was pleasantly exhausted, having finally put the finishing touches on her Hudson Valley, New York shopping spree, with a last minute excursion through the tantalizing offerings of the local Bath and Body Works. And, of course, a shorter - but no less rewarding - jaunt through Victoria's Secret. So delighted was she with her purchases at those fine estab...
Synopsis Steve and Lorna recall how they found each other through their mutual desire to have sex while tied up and gagged, their mutual love of wearing ballet clothing and ballet shoes, and their mutual fetish for white plimsolls and ankle socks, and how they realised that their desires and fetishes were the keys to deeper understanding of each other, and...
Confession ************** I couldn't help myself. Chelsea Charm's breasts were hypnotically drawing me to them. Large breasts have always been my greatest fantasy. I grew up in a family where the females are all hugely busted, so you can imagine my disappointment when coming of age, I discovered that it wasn't normal for all women to have big breasts. I...
Author's Note: This is for all those who have told me my stories need a noir bent. Here is proof that I write modern fairy tales. I love my characters too much to do noir. To make it scarier, I edited it myself. The Cotillion The elevator wasn't moving fast enough. I watched the dull red numbers change from floor to floor, seven, eight... They seemed to be...
Hey everyone, As I said in my profile. I'll be posting all of my novels online because of these uncertain times. Afterall, a good book can take away a few hours of stress. So, I guess this is my contribution to helping you make it through the day. If you would like to support me the best thing you can do is STAY INSIDE. Seriously. Nothing would make me h...
... continuing from the previous chapters ... Chapter 27 Road Trip - Idaho My Army buddy, Craig Olson, welcomed me to his home in Coeur d'Alene with a big hug and much backslapping. I had contacted him weeks earlier about visiting and emailed him with updates about my travel and arrival dates. I called ahead from Montana to let him know I'd be arriving ar...
"A Perfect Crime" is a story of pure fiction. There is no connection in the real world to any persons either living or dead and any similarities to such are absolutely unintentional. Please Note:- NO-ONE IN THE STORY PARTICIPATING IN ANY FORM OF SEXUAL ACTIVITY IS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 ***** A Perfect Crime (Or maybe just a happy ending) Hello! My na...
The next day Cedric showed up just after Jill and I had finished eating breakfast. We were still drinking coffee out on the patio when he appeared at the gate by the house. I waved and Jill looked over. "Good morning Cedric!" she said and looked at me. "You knew he was coming by, right?" "I did, but I thought it was later. We exchanged texts last night but...