When I got off the plane on Friday night, guess who was waiting for me...and who wasn't. Well it wasn't Yuko. Instead, there stood the asshole NCO who fucked up my life. "Hey man, great to see you. How was the training?" he said, extending his hand. "With all due respect Gunny, fuck you," I replied walking around him. I tried to walk away as quickly as I...
Sarah knew she was lucky to have a husband who made so much money that she could stay at home and didn't need to work, but sometimes she got bored. There were only so many lunches with the ladies of the rotary club one can attend in a week. Also, her husband Stephen worked so hard that he frequently was too tired to have sex. So there she was, a bored and ho...
CHAPTER 2 -- THE HUNT I awoke abruptly to the sound of loud foghorn in the distance. Three consecutive blows to be exact. I shivered as I inhaled a deep breath of crisp morning air. I groaned inwardly as I felt my head pounding to the beat of my heart. My hearing was muffled as if my ears had seashells cupped over them. Fuck morning migraines, I thought, wi...
Bard stood at a fork in the road, lost in thought. Two wooden road signs before him read Darkwood Road and Gloomveil Road. Both sounded equally depressing and treacherous to the man. What moody bastard had thought up such welcoming names? Bard glanced back down the path he had just travelled but thought better of it. He was a thief on the run and would meet...
Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world – thesoundandfury. And check out his new novel – Models and Super Spies. Thanks Ken, not only for your editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 2: Surveillance The five star Howard Swissôtel, set in a quiet oasis on the border of t...
Laura had given John the keys and let him drive home. He hadn't been drinking. It was almost 2 in the morning and Laura's house was still a half hour away. "Mistress?" He spoke up for the first time since the spanking. "Yes, Johnny." She answered. Laura had stopped being angry long ago. "Mistress Bianca and Yvette were very affectionate with each other."...
(This is my second story for Literotica.) * Here I am. I am sitting on a toilet, in a club, in a basement, in the centre of London. I am fully clothed. I am wearing black opaque tights over my long legs. I am wearing yellow court shoes with three-inch heels. I am wearing the tightest, highest denim shorts you have ever seen. I am wearing a simple black...
One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....
After a few frustrating post college years, I convinced my wife Sandy to move to Los Angeles. The job market had been terrible in the Midwest so we packed up our belongings and made the journey across country. In my search for better pay I took a job at a computer firm downtown. I had finally made the move from a cubicle to my own office with a secretary. Sa...
My car simply died as I was driving to work. I called a tow truck company that was near my home. The driver dropped me off at my house. I had decided going to work would be a waste of time and I would have to make some calls to get a rental for a few days. Ann, my wife of 22 years, was not home when I went inside. I remembered her saying something about sho...