Of course, they had talked about it. Actually more times that she could remember. Usually it was when they were both in an intense session, mumbling fantasies and feeling the heat the fantasies fed. More and more she thought about it when she was alone. Doing something mundane, her thoughts would trail off and before she knew it she could feel herself begin...
I returned to my hotel room, had to take a convention break within the confines of a quiet hotel room. In that silence I took the time to inform my social network that I met The Man but didn't give details. A text was sent to the kid to let her know that her mama met the Man. Then I made some coffee and decided to go through my collection of photographs to...
The sharp sound of her alarm clock filled the room. As she turned over to turn it off, she couldn't believe that morning had come so fast. She laid still and stared up at the ceiling, dreading having to go to work today. That dread was soon replaced by memories of last night. Maybe she dreamt the whole thing, she thought. She sat up and pushed a hand down be...
(This is part of the series of "Silverbridge" stories but can be read on its own.) ********************* Copyright Oggbashan 22 June 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to re...
"Angie," I asked, "have you ever been to a porn shop?" "Well, yeah, in college, a couple of the sorority sisters and I got drunk and on a dare, we went one time. I remember it being dark and full of seedy looking men. When we woke up in the morning, we found we had bought a ten-inch lifelike dildo. I guess we needed something to prove we'd actually been th...
Hello to those who may be reading this. I'm fairly new to this whole scene, having only started reading stories on Lit about a month or two ago. Most stories are all the same, so I thought I'd try adding something fresh into the mix. This is my 2nd submission. There may be more, depending on the reception this initial part gets. There will also be no sex in...
The Witch At Devil's Crag After the passage of several days, Orin the Young found himself deep in the woods, and aiming his bow in the direction of a nervous and skittering, but so far unsuspecting large, brown squirrel. His hunting prowess was among the worst of his skills, and already, the young man had lost all but two of his precious arrows. His attenti...
***Written at the request of my kindred spirit, Kristine. May you enjoy this version as much as the numerous other ones that line your bookshelf. *HUGS* *** Once upon a time... A merchant lived in a forest. His only daughter, Kristiana, had been a nursemaid to a wealthy family until the children became of age and the family no longer needed her services....
'Half the Man'© and its associated chapters is a copyrighted production of Mostera1© Chapter 4 The bright noon sun glistened off the park's pond as softly quacking ducks congregated on the shore. Children laughed and played noisily under their parent's watchful eye. People from neighboring office buildings gathered on lush green lawns to enjoy the warm out...
Author's note: So I know I started another story on here, but I've been having difficulty writing it and this story was just eating away at me. I think I am going to finish this first, but I promise I will finish the other one. It is brand new (i.e. takes place in a different world than my other one) but still more of the same (what can I say? I like wolves)...