Thrash Maxim staggered out of the building, trying to clutch at his heart. His arms, perpetually kept six inches from his body by his bulky lateral muscles, hobbled by his chunky biceps and popeye forearms, couldn't bend quite enough to reach his chest, and so he flailed like a youthful author reaching for a metaphorical butterfly. "I'm having a gawdamn hea...
(C) 2009 Charmbrights. All rights reserved. The author has asserted moral rights under sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act 1988. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between any of the characters depicted herein and any real person, living or dead is wholly a matter of Nature imitating Art. There are not, and never were, famil...
Here's a bit of a Valentine's Day dream. It's not as off the wall as my usual stuff but what the hell. I go where the characters lead me! Try to be nice in your comments. Just a cute little story. * I had buried my wonderful wife the previous year. I never expected what had happened. Sheila came into the bedroom one day, she had just returned from the doct...
It was a beautiful afternoon and the sun was shining brightly. Sonia and I were raking leaves and clearing up the house as any couple would do on a Sunday. We were getting ready for the boss to come to our house. He was trying to strike a deal with some new clients and it was our job to entertain them. They were going to come to the House at 5 p.m. Meanwhile...
****Okay literotica members: This is my first attempt at writing any type of erotica....This does have some erotic undertones as the story wraps, but the primary focus is a Domestic Discipline relationship at work. I will appreciate constructive feedback, but if you're just going to be mean, just keep shushed. Remember the old adage...."If you can't say some...
Friday morning's meeting with the boss revealed no significant changes or brilliant masterpieces of new strategy. Essentially, I would be offering Junior pretty much the exact same identical contract package that he had refused the first time around. On a lark, I did print up a variant of the contract that would actually permit our company a decent amount of...
James was your typical everyday guy. Wife, decent job and a house in the suburbs. He would set off for work everyday at 8am and return for 7pm with dinner already lovingly cooked and on the table. Everything was going perfectly, a standard life well planed out before leaving school. One thing was different. James always had a feminine side, as a young boy h...
My wife and I are very open. Jennifer is sexy and a little wild, but I still love her. She is 21, with a smoking body: 5'9, perky breasts, and a round, tight ass. She stays nice and smooth, not a hair on her body. I knew she was sexually adventurous before we got married, and as long as she is honest, I am fine. It is really a turn on to hear her stories. O...
Hi, the name's Gough... Wank Gough! Not as in 'van go', which does sound a bit wanky come to think of it, but as in 'wank off'. I like to think it has resonances of wanking as an art form like how my name-sake Vinny's painting 'Starry night' immortalises my purple nozzled yoghurt spinner cumming like a fountain! What I'm trying to get across is the majest...
The limousine was slowly moving along the streets of Tokyo. In the back he reached over to the pretty asian girl sitting next to him pinching her left nipple making her gasp and moan. Her name was Sharon and for the last few weeks that Andrew had lived in Sharon's home they had come to a silent understanding that he enjoyed humiliating her and she loved to...