This story contains scenes of, and references to, acts of violent and/or offensive acts of sexual intercourse. While neither the story nor its author condone acts of rape, violence or abuse, some of the characters portrayed do. These are included purely for the story's sake. References to rape are generally made with the lightest of intentions; IE, rape bein...
I originally began to write this story as an entry for Literotica's Halloween Competition. Unfortunately, work and other time constraints delayed completion. The tale is re-working of an old fairy story and no doubt you will soon recognise it as you read on. ***** Prequel Granny Fay knew when she was going to die. As a witch it was natural for her to kno...
Julie sighed at the feeling of Mark's lips against the side of her neck. Her fingers lazily drifted through his short brown hair as he worked his way up to her ear. The anticipation was surpassed only by the satisfying pinch of his teeth on her earlobe. It drew another hum of approval from Julie. Her fingers tightened, gently pulling on Mark's hair, encourag...
For Laurel and all the others who inspired me. Laurel started all this with her post last Oct: 10-20-1999 12:18 PM A Reader's Perspective (just my opinions, of course!): I like stories that have a story to tell - meaning, they aren't just slices of life ("I woke up, had sex, went to work, boffed my secretary, went home and did my wife again." For me, a g...
After what happened at the Ahmed's Halloween party, Julie was wracked with guilt. She made it clear to me that she does not want to talk about what happened at Ahmed's home. She was very unhappy that she had allowed such kind of depraved debauchery to happen again. She became very reticent and distant with me. Julie stopped being the cheerful Julie that I ha...
First, I would like to thank Jezzaz for allowing me to use his characters. When I read his story, I couldn't help thinking the main male character was a perfect fit for a story I'd already started, so I emailed him and he told me to go for it. This story will make no sense at all unless you've read his story Mr. and Mrs. America, found in the non-erotic sec...
A Preface: This is something that's been on the back burner. I hope you enjoy it. It runs a little long so I've broken it into smaller parts for your convenience. That way should your boss start hovering around your work station, your husband or wife decides it's time to eat, or one of your kid's starts looking over your shoulder you might have a convenient...
I return to the romance category with this story that just had to come out of me. It was too hard to hold it in any longer. I hope you like it. Let me know what you felt in the comments below. Good, bad or (hopefully not) ugly. There is a lot of build-up and story leading to the sex. I hope you like the journey and not just the destination. A massive vote...
Fred had been searching the city for weeks, looking for an unsuspecting young woman. One of his favorite places was a diner, an old train car with a counter and stools. It was nothing fancy, but a place to eat cheaply. Fred came here often, because young girls with little money and either no family or many friends in the city. He knew by past experience that...
1 The neon glare from St. Petersburg's Nevsky Prospect was the only light that shone in Sergei Arkedyvich's dim, spartan office. The gangster was seated in an armchair by the wide window, burning cigarette dangling from his meaty lips. He considered the liquid line over halfway down the vodka bottle before him, and regarded the paunchy man sitting across fr...