"I am innocent to a witch. I know not what a witch is.""Then ow do you know you are not one?" -Examination of Bridget Bishop, Salem Village, April 19, 1692 *** Shutting her locker and leaning over so that nobody else would hear, Ruth Ann whispered in Phoebe's ear: "Abbie Hobbs is a witch!" Phoebe was standing with her own locker open and brushing her h...
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any organisation or persons living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter One. The long, magnificently shaped length of Kara's thigh gleamed like liquid gold in the warm sunshine that angled across the tastefully decorated office. Her short grey skirt did little to conceal her firm stocking clad legs. Eve...
He was hesitant at first to open the mail, when he heard the ping of email. The first one was what he expected, the series of images from the web cam he had brought when he used the key he had been sent, to go to the apartment. It was an average but upscale place, like most of the others on the West Side, brick exterior, token balconies, a long hallway, the...
Hi my name is Jean, or as my French old man would say, Zh-ann. I'm a nudist, and exhibitionist junky. I can't help it, been that way ever since I lived in a dorm with some privacy and then off came the clothes. Physically, I pull off an attractive androgynous look, full lips, long eyelashes and slender eyebrows, with long blond hair that I wear pulled back...
"Please, dude, please, do something na!" Alia begged. "What can I do, yaar?" Parineeti protested. "Please do my intro to him, no?" "Dude, I already did, when I brought him from the airport, no?" Parineeti reminded her. "Pari, why are you being like that? You also know that was just chalta-phirta intro. I was wearing fucking shorts! If I knew he was c...
Mrs. Bunny wore an ultra-thin, snug ankle-length black gown and strappy sandals, and nothing else. Her hair was up, with strands about her face and neck, her make-up was perfect, and she was showing just enough cleavage to draw attention but not appear slutty. From just the right angle, the twin bumps of her erect nipples were visible. Mr. Bunny watched her...
A couple weeks later it was the start of the summer holidays. I spent just about every night after Kev had fucked me in the changing room thinking back to that afternoon, and jacking off in bed – letting my hot cum spurt onto my belly, imagining it was his... And then about three days into the school break I got a text from an unknown number: Vikki, I'm ho...
Alexis stirred under the satin sheets and soft down comforter. The king sized bed was mahogany, a four-poster, adorned with a sheer white canopy and luxurious matching Egyptian cotton bedding. She had been dreaming about her first time with Bill and the most romantic adventure that she had experienced... not to mention the great sex! Ah, yes. Sex with Bill w...
Anya's stereo-optic cameras scanned Mike's image as he walked out of the walk-in closet. The more creative of her algorithms and subroutines began to work on the task of dressing the petite 510 the way Mike had requested. Anya got herself aroused at the precisely rendered imaginings she generated within her field of view. For fun, and with her processors wo...
This continues to be my first shot at writing, so learning to use the Literotica publishing interface has been and probably will continue to be interesting. Unfortunately, that also means that some readers will be rolling their eyes at this newby's antics; and for that I apologize up front! The quickie answer to what has happened and what to do about it is...