Jessie's POV Patrick stood protectively in front of me as I stood in the corner of the office, staring at the men who had just burst in. The three men lowered their weapons and yelled the place was clear. "почему ты в моем офисе (Why are you in my office)", Olga asked. "In English, please," nodding towards us. "Our investigation in St. Petersburg turned...
Erica Rivers moaned to herself, whispering something nearly inaudible. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." She was panting now, letting her body succumb to the motions of her palm against her clitoris. "Wait, what did she say right there?" Aaron Abrahams asked. "'Fuck, fuck, fuck'?" Vijay Patel answered, somewhat baffled as to how Aaron could have missed Erica's repea...
When he told her not to worry about packing, "...we can get whatever you need over there..." she wasn't sure whether that meant 'Don't pack anything at all,' or just pack the minimum she would feel comfortable with. She decided to put a few toiletries she couldn't do without into a small carry-on and hoped that would be right. The buzzer rang. "Ms. Adams? W...
I had several requests for just the Sci-fi story that was wound through the four chapters of Timelooper. So, here it is. I pulled Doc's story out of the rest of Timelooper and have put it, with a little of the context in this one post. I am also posting it as Sci-Fi story rather than BDSM = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adu...
"And this is my wife Wendy," my husband Jamie said as a tall, athletic man with short, greying hair turned to greet me. "Hi Wendy, I'm Andy. Pleased to meet you." The man smiled, extending his hand. I shook it smiling back at my husband's new Boss, noting the sharp suit, white shirt, highly polished shoes and Mediterranean tan, as if he'd deliberately mod...
I pushed the eggs around my plate, while my mind raced. Across from me sat my wife, deep in a book, slowly scooping the food from her plate to her mouth, barely glancing away from the page she was on. In the twenty years of our marriage, this is what we’d come to. We were high school sweethearts, so there was very little of ourselves we hadn’t shared with e...
Hey Folks, Happy Thanksgiving, I wrote this one with the idea that it would be a nice long Holiday read. It's a bit different from my usual Turkey Day stories. Believe it or not this time the turkey survives. There is no flying food in this story. It is a long one, so those of you who just need a quick two page story should steer clear of it. This year as...
(Author's note: Literotica member Peggy46 has invited writers to create a story about her and her swinging sex life. If you don't like the idea of a 46-year-old wife and mother fucking other men and women during business trips, too bad.) Dave Taylor was starting to get tired, and a headache was brewing. It was a little past 9 o'clock on a Monday night, and...
When I was a senior in high school I was madly in love with the head cheerleader, and for a while it seemed she loved me. I thought we were the perfect couple and knew we were destined to be together for the rest of our lives. During the entire school year you couldn't put a sheet of paper between us, we were that close. Then one night in May I happened to d...
It is a cool, clear September morning when Tricia arrives at the cabin. The sun has well risen but the chill off the lake defeats most of its warmth. Picturesque, is the first word that comes to her mind. The cabin, the lake, the fall colours on the surrounding trees, all of it together makes it look so appealing. She feels that she has arrived in paradise,...