Introduction The late American author Anatole Baskin only ever published one book under his own name: a how-to manual for the installation of automatic dishwashers, which went out of print in 1964. But, under a plethora of pen names, Mr. Baskin, one of the 20th century's busiest pulp writers, produced several hundred works, many of which remain the objects...
Author's note: This is an entry in the 2012 Literotica Valentine's Day Contest. Enjoy! Roses are red, violets are blue.Cupid is clumsy, Psyche's aim is true. ~~~~~ ~ A Strange Encounter ~ Aaron suddenly felt anxious. He had expected some uneasiness, but his day had been extremely busy. Morning classes, lunch with colleagues, afternoon office work; the he...
My secretary Kathy had arranged for me to meet with Barry at my office for us re-negotiate his contracts. He felt as though his enormous cock had created quite a fan base and he wanted to be compensated. I knew he deserved more but in order to not give him too much more I decided to make him wait at my office. You know take the dominant position in our negot...
The Princess and the Pauper: Two women find themselves in the opposite end of the social spectrum Penelope carefully glanced around the corner. She wasn't sure how the staff would react to the sight of her dressed up like this, but she did not want to take any chances and find out. The coast was clear, so she hurried down the hall and slipped into the bathr...
I was excited about going out with Lexi, more so than I had been about anything in the months since Danni left. The prospect of spending my birthday alone, without my sweetheart, was just too daunting. Being dragged out of my self-imposed exile for a night of drinking and dancing actually looked like an attractive alternative for a change. Perhaps it was jus...
Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Five: Out-laws "Fiona. You're Fiona." I sat back, nearly hyperventilating, as I examined my visitor again. My eyes flew from her hair, to her eyes, to her slightly wrinkled face, trying to see something familiar, any sign of the man I'd married, but nothing had changed -- she was still the same stranger, though her smile looked...
Author's note: this chapter was written to show my appreciation for feedback in the form of constructive criticism - to those of you who've taken the time to leave it. Thank you. ***** (Piglet has just left us alone; she's gone back to town check on things at her apartment. You and I are sitting on your porch. It's a beautiful, golden-fall evening we're s...
Chapter 02: Andrew's Story As always my thanks go to LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement This is the second short story of the "No Welcome Home" mystery. At this time I have no idea how many stories there will be in the series, or when I will get around to writing them. Sometimes getting the...
It was my first week at the new job, and I was drained from learning new protocols and procedures. And how would I remember the names of all the people I'd met? I parked the SUV in the driveway, looking forward to a warm dinner and a quiet evening. Approaching the house, I see it's dark. Why isn't Laurie home? She's always home by this time. I open the door...
2 – Second Encounter It had been six months since Jeremy was last in Asia. He remembered his last trip with a mixture of fondness and irritation, both connected to the amazing sexual encounter he'd had with someone he met in a bar. He'd thought she was a prostitute and was surprised to find that she hadn't accepted the money he'd put in her purse. He was an...