Welcome to the latest instalment. Please start reading this series from the first chapter. Thank you very much to those who have left encouraging and helpful messages. These are really appreciated showing that somebody is reading my scribblings. To date: John Smith had an injection of contaminated testosterone, causing his cock and balls to permanently...
Disclaimer: Like all lit stories this one would fit in multiple categories. This story has threesomes (M/F/F), exhibitionism, and lots of light bondage. If those aren't your thing, stop now and find another story. ***** (Years later) (Thomas) Sighing inwardly, I looked down at the cream-colored stationary in my hand reading the elegant script one more ti...
I glanced up at the man, then back down to my sketchpad. I hashed in the shadows on his cheek, the line cast by the frame of his glasses, the dark circles under his eyes. My drawing was not a likeness; it came closer to a caricature - the tired doppelgänger of this nameless middle-aged person, hunching over in front of his MacBook with his coffee removed to...
Act 1 - Gathering Darkness Chapter 1 - Birthday Presents Sydney's head hurt and turning over to block out the daylight streaming in through the motel window did nothing for the rest of his body either. He groaned loudly and Peter Bond called from the bed beside him, "Not the best this morning big fella!" "Please Bondy, don't shout," he whispered back, his...
The 'A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song' event is a challenge for authors to write a story inspired by a piece of music or song, where the brief is broad and the point is to use music 'to create something new and unique.' On this note, I'd like to thank Literotica author carrteun for organising this challenge. And Laurel, who runs Literotica, let's no...
Chapter 31: The Cure I woke up with Lachesis on one side and Marge on the other. Clotho and Atropos had vanished again. Marge got up and started rummaging around in the kitchen. I hadn't noticed until now that there was a kitchen here, we must have camped in what once was a staff lunch room. I got up and went for a piss. When I returned the makeshift...
N.B. All information (ie phone numbers) are fabricated, and anyone engaging in intimate relations is of legal age (18). I appreciate some of you thought the last instalment was categorised incorrectly, and I'm not sure this belongs in the same one, but it seems the most viable option. Happy reading! ********** Caleb made it to school just in time to get se...
Prologue I stare down at my husband Bill as he blinks, desperately trying to accustom his eyes to the bright light of early dawn. My tears roll down my face as I realise there is absolutely no salvation for my ruined marriage. It's all over now. And just three months short of celebrating thirty happy years since our wedding day on that hot July afternoon...
Author's ed. notes: This is a sequel to "What? No Waffles?" and does not stand alone. Please read that story first. Due to a couple stupid, and yes I mean stupid criticisms, I add this disclaimer - please assume all my characters practice safe sex. Unlike most of my "swapping" stories, which have consenting couples with happy outcomes, this story features...
Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Author's Note: This story is a little over the top. I didn't enjoy writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it. There is no sex, bu...