They call me Red Fire. This is partly because of my hair and partly because Red is the only name I admit to. I'm what they call a heroic adventurer, going around righting wrongs, and if I happen to accumulate a little treasure while doing this, good luck to me. You can think of it as my way of stimulating the economy. I find unused and lost treasure and sp...
Maggie had been with Kevin since they were both sophomores in high school. It wasn't that the abuse had gotten any worse. It was just that she couldn't take it anymore. She had had one black eye to many. Her fellow waitresses at I-HOP no longer really believed that she had "walked into a door". Maggie had been saving her tips and she had nearly $2,000. It...
Sarah's soft sigh of contentment woke Brian a few hours later. They were snuggled beneath a wool blanket, the glowing embers of the fire still keeping the interior of the cabin warm and cozy. Brian held her cradled spoonlike against him, and he smiled, nuzzling her neck with soft kisses to wake her up. Sarah blinked several times, sighing again as she snugg...
Summary: Videos entrench his hunger for cock and cum. Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the story idea and the intriguing revelation that hypno sissy videos exist. Note 2: Of course, all participants are at least 18-years-old. Note 3: Thanks to TexBeethoven, Robert, and Wayne for editing this chapter. Apology: This part was originally announced as bei...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insane No one asks you to explain Radio by your side, Angie Baby Angie Baby, you're a special lady Living in a world of make-believe Well, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974 This series of stories...
Note to Readers: Carrickfergus is a real village in Northern Ireland. It sits across the bay from Belfast. The ancient Celtic people celebrated the Festival of Samhain on October 31st.The belief was that the boundary between the living and dead became confused on that night. The holiday became All Saints Day in Europe then Halloween in more recent times. I'v...
She sat and thought. It was not really about him, it was not about a man, the current man, the past man, the future man, or even the next man. She did not need a man to live or to love, she was intelligent enough to grow and live and progress and love clearly without one. Although she was very beautiful and her femininity had flaws, it was her flaws that nee...
I had read Literotica for several years before I sat down and wrote my first story which I posted in Loving Wives. To date it is the story with my greatest viewership. It is also the only story I have posted in that category. My others have generally been posted in Romance or Novels and Novellas. There have been several comments that a story it should be in...
Dear Mr. Davis, I hope this letter finds you well. As you requested, I've spent several fruitless nights searching through the archives in vain for the text that Mr. R. W. Chambers had mentioned. It seems that there is not a single copy surviving anywhere on the continent, unless perhaps in some well hidden private collection, to which I would obviously not...
They always confused people around them of their true genders as their appearance and figure contrast their true physical self regardless of their claim. It doesn't help that most of them wear female clothing to further add our confusion(and our sexuality). They are called Traps, or Tomgirls if you will. Having the beauty that brings girls to shame, these tr...