Ladies and Gentlemen, thirteen years (almost to the day) since I first posted a tale on Literotica, I have finally gotten around to posting an entry to a competition -- please find herein my entry to the 2018 Valentine's Day Comp! Please do give me a vote if you enjoy this tale, it's a slow burn but it's definitely worth your patience. I may not be the mos...
Chapter One "Take me to the fuckin' hospital...I want this baby out now." I growl through gritted teeth to anyone that would listen but especially to the dark skinned young man holding my hand and rubbing my lower back as I leaned against his shoulder in the birthing pool. "We are almost there, Lizzie. You're doing perfect...he'll be here soon." His voice...
The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd screamed in approval. Jack's trainer and manager Fred Marino wiped the b...
FIRST CONTACT We took the Eurostar from St Pancras to Paris Nord. I'd booked Premier class because I wanted the dinner amenities. So, we ate on the train. We got into Paris that evening and took a taxi to the Hotel Lutetia over in the 6th arrondissement. I'd gotten suites for both Mel and me. I wanted my own room to spread out my hacking gear. Mel is tech...
Author's Notes: 'Melody for a Long Weekend' is my contribution to the '50 Ways to Leave Your Lover' event. It was also meant to be a quick little story to help me cleanse my palette, freshen my mind, and tickle my fancy (Oops! Overshared there a bit). Instead, it's a beefy tome which will have a sequel. It's a little sexier than my normal fare as well. B...
Prologue "Oh god!" My boyfriend grunted as he climaxed. I was catching my breath from one of many orgasms I'd already had that night. However, it was very evident that this would be our last romp for the night. I barely registered him rolling off of me and collapsing next to me. Not that I was complaining. It was the night, or the morning after, of our...
Seeing and being seen, the naked revelation Author's Note: This is a bit of a voyeur's delight. The main character does not get to wet his wick at all but he audits plenty. As a consequence, this is a separate episode. Some important developments proceed, filling out some background and providing the rationale for what follows. Thanks for your support. Leav...
Staring at the photos on the side table Jessica saw a fairly recent one of a marine, a very hot marine. Her eyes widened even as her stomach dipped. Rolling her eyes at the response her body gave she turned yelling toward her friend who happened to be in the kitchen. "Hey Marty, whose the 'walking wet dream' in dress blues?" Marty burst out laughing even as...
It was the third night in a row that I woke in a cold sweat with Ashley's name on my lips, and my neighbor was bitching again and hitting his buzzer frantically. We had both asked that I be transferred to a separate room but the hospital told us they were full and would accommodate as soon as possible. The dream wouldn't leave. It stayed with me during the d...
"Love, exciting and new . . ." As Jaime and Mike Fisher stepped off the plane into the jet way in Ft. Lauderdale, they were enveloped by Florida's sweltering heat and sticky humidity. Only three hours earlier they had boarded a small commuter jet in Moline, Illinois. Before the plane could depart, it had to be deiced by spraying the leading edges of the win...