She woke up from a bad-dream nap, the taste of metal filings in her mouth; it was always like that, with repairs underway. The whole ship was filthy, with epoxy and fresh weld seams everywhere amid a constant stink of ozone. The message chime sounded again, and Pixy dragged her head across the pillow to look incoherently at the plot repeater mounted to the h...
*** Sarkopheros Says: Okay, so, technically, it's 20 past midnight here as I'm writing this. But it's still April 9th in other parts of the US, so we're still going to count this as April 9th! Except the site won't say so. Anyway, I said I'd get it done today and I did, dammit. This one's fucking huge. It's 15,158 words, making it the biggest story by al...
They'll do it every time. Ain't that the way it goes. Clint wasn't quite clear on the meaning of irony—Nat had tried to explain it, but it kept seeming to mean just about everything. But he was real clear on the other thing. That feeling when you just knew how something would go and it went and was gone that way, dead-center, bullseye, not off by a fraction...
Thanks for both the positive and critique feedback on the first Boots and Birthday Suits. I am glad that people enjoyed my journal. I have received various requests. I appreciate the interest, however while I do edit my journal entries, I try not to stray very far from what occurred. It has taken me some time to get this entry out as I had an opportunity tha...
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years or over. ***** TERRA NOVA- The good times continue. A combination of Champagne, weed and unfettered sex, wind, water and hot tropical sun, had supercharged Watson's senses, bringing the world into breathtaking focus. He could feel the throbbing pulse in his penis, feel the mass of his balls,...
"My money right?" Heidi Baker sat around a firepit along the back property of the Kytes residence after an extraordinary day of more than she bargained for. Everyone was gone home except the immediate family consisting of Weaver Kytes her boyfriend if not by a mere agreement, and his Mom and Dad, Jacki and Solomon Kytes. Now that the sun had gone down more...
"I should probably get going, huh?" he asked his daughter. "I guess so. Thanks for bringing me, Dad," she told him. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world," he told her truthfully. "I'd apologize for staying three whole days, but knowing I'm saying goodbye forever, I won't." She got up to hug her father. "Dad, it's not forever. It's only until Christmas...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years of age or older while actively engaging in sexual activity. This story is a prequel/sequel (sprequel?) to my other work, Alex & Alexa. Many thanks and gratuitous panty-shots from Freja and Jeanie go out to my long-suffering proof-reader and editor for his help. As always, reviews are welcome; flames will be snicker...
An afternoon conversation with Ally and Sandra about moving to a remodeled Victorian had slipped into a scary conversation about babies. Ally sat up from our pile, her muscled torso glorious in the sunlight. "So, are you going to preg us or not?" She gestured for me to deal with Sandra, and walked away. I pulled Willie's mom between my legs. Her kiss was h...
This story is a collaboration between MsCherylTerra and Bebop3. It was a pleasure to write and a rewarding experiment. The authors hope you enjoy the story. MsCherylTerra's stories can be found here: https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=5134587&page=submissions The Masks We Wear HIM I was sitting in a chair at a large wooden table when...