"There you go ma'am, are you sure you will be all right?" The old man set down the suitcase he was carrying and wiped a thin sheen of sweat off his bald brow with an old red handkerchief from his pocket. When he set the suitcase down the rickety boards groaned slightly in complaint at this weight being put upon them. Angela smiled at him softly. "Yes Jonas,...
I apologize that I didn't let everyone know that the first installment was one of three. It was never meant to stand alone. This is an interracial cuckold story, if that offends you then you may not want to read this. * The day after the party, I busied myself around the house cleaning up spills and taking down decorations. Holly exited every room that...
{a note to the reader: what you're about to read below is a collaboration between me and a woman I met on Lit, who, like me, is a keen devotee of extreme and unusual erotica. She conceived of this spectacular scenario; then we shaped it together, and I wrote it. A long saga describing a single night, it will be posted in three separate parts. Get ready for a...
"Captain's Personal Log, Stardate 35276.61, Captain Esek Hrelle, Commanding: the Surefoot is currently engaged in a maintenance and upgrade cycle of a series of automated subspace communications and surveillance buoys within our sector, an opportunity for our cadets to gain practical experience in an extravehicular environment, so we're getting them to suit...
[This story is set in Paragon City, taken from the former MMO game City of Heroes. All place names, hero names and registered trademarks belong to their rightful legal owners and are not intended as copyright infringement in any way. This work is purely meant as a piece of entertainment, and not for commercial purposes in any way, shape or form.] [There ar...
I'll Bet Ye Fer It! by Mountain Rider A "Heartlands" tale, with a nod to "Heartlands" creator and Literotica author Trisha Monks for her inspiration and indulgence. ***** Crizella shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She bounced her pitifully light pouch of coins dejectedly in her hand as she stared covetously at the cleverly cut gems in the g...
Master let me know He wanted me. i was once again to present myself dressed and properly prepared at precisely 9:00am. Not a moment sooner, not a moment later. my heart beat a steady tattoo against my chest when i read His note. It had been so long since i'd seen Him. Excited goose bumps raised themselves unbidden over my arms and body. This was going to be...
It might seem a surprising idea - classic cars as a 'babe magnet' but I've certainly seen the phenomenon at shows. Some cars do just seem to attract the babes. The E- type Jaguar jumps straight out of course: did Enzo Ferrari, the founder of Ferrari, not call it 'the most beautiful car ever made'? It's not just the Jags., more usually its the sporty jobs wit...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Backstory: Picking up on previous accounts of Luther "The Root" Casey, it's the late 1970's and our well-hung hero is now a 19 year-old college student at a large Midwestern university. Having just completed his freshman year and recruited to play bass in a well-established local...
Boxing Day morning It was the seven o'clock alarm on a clear crisp frosty morning that the Hammonds woke up to, about an hour before dawn. Paul Hammond had to admit that he had slightly overdone it with the special bottle of malt whisky that Helen had given him for Christmas. They had seen it in the specialist shop on holiday and he had enjoyed the snifter...