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Benefits Ch. 07

“All the events in the following story are completely and totally false. Every word presented is a word of fiction, because not one iota of it occurred. So in other words, this never happened, it’s all fiction people.”

“Sure you don’t want me to go along with you Heesh?” I asked, helping Elisha with her packing. She was going to Canada for a week to visit her family.

“I’m telling you Jake, I’ll be fine,” she said, planting a kiss on my cheek. “It’s just for a week. Figured I’d drop by, see how everyone’s doing.” (more…)

Charlie and Me

Shit! I slammed my mobile phone shut and trembling with rage, thrust it into my bag. My stupid boyfriend. He always lets me down. I’d taken a trip down to London to see one of my friends and after a great weekend of drinking and clubbing I had had to leave early to meet my boyfriend Rob. He hates all my friends - he thinks that they lead me astray - in fact it’s the other way round - and so we had arranged to meet in this bar in Soho before going to see his stupid family. And now he texts me to tell me that he’s missed the fucking train. I’m so pissed off. His mother is expecting us, and she hates me. Suffice to say that I don’t relish the idea of turning up there on my own. Plus thanks to Rob I’m already late, and now I have nowhere to stay tonight apart from his parents. So I think fuck it. I’m going to have a drink, and fuck her. I’ve been sitting in this bar on my own for forty minutes - I’m always early to meet up with people and I deserve a drink. So I go up to the bar “Tequila please. Two shots.” (more…)

Ebenezer Screwed Ch. 05

“Author’s Note: The Story over all: I only I hope Dickens doesn’t come and get me for this but the name came to me the moment I read about the winter contest and I had to do it. Destined to be 5 chapters total with one chapter devoted to each spirit of Christmas, this is not going to be short. (This charter alone is nearly 5,000 words.) So if you are looking for a short simple read to a quick and easy jerk, wrong story. Also, the original tale is strongly non-consentual/voyueristic in nature so I will be taking those things into the sexual realm, so faint of heart don’t apply. I apologize for not completing the final two chapters in time for the Holiday Contest 2005.” (more…)

Benefits Ch. 02

“No part of this is real. It’s all fiction folks. Not real in the least.”

“OH FUCK YES!! Don’t you fucking stop Jake!” screamed Laura. Her back to me, arms up, leaning against my shower wall. She turned her face to me. “Don’t you dare stop fucking me Jake, don’t you fucking daaaAAARE!! OH YES!!” She moaned. I was thrusting into her like a madman. A careful madman, though, wouldn’t want to die while fucking, even if the woman is Laura Prepon. I moved my left hand down to her slit, leaving only my right holding on to her hips. I started rubbing and teasing her clit. I was bent on sending her into overdrive. If her moans were any indication, she would hit the mark any moment. “Ffffucckk…..that’s so right…fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!!!” And with that scream, her pussy clamped down on my prick and I felt her juices run over my throbbing cock. I was still thrusting like mad, coming ever closer to hitting my boiling point. That was when Laura turned to me again. “You want to fucking cum baby? Cum on me. I want to feel your hot cum on my body…fucking shoot it baby….” The look and those words did it for me. (more…)

Benefits Ch. 08

“All events in this story are totally and completely fictitious. None of it EVER, and let me repeat, EVER happened.”

After a long flight, long mainly due to my thoughts over all the shit that had just gone down recently, I had arrived in good old New York. Home of the Yankees, the Mets, and the good ol’ Nick’s Dive bar, which I was headed to right now in a cab. I hadn’t seen my uncle Nick in about two years; same went for his son, my cousin Kyle. But since I was going to be living with Kyle and working for uncle Nick, now was as good a time as any to reacquaint myself with them. (more…)

A Nightmare Reborn Ch. 02

*A NIGHTMARE REBORN: FREDDY VS. JASON 2

CHAPTER 02*

“BASED UPON CHARACTERS CREATED BY:

WES CRAVEN: A Nightmare on Elm Street

VICTOR MILLER: Friday the 13th

JOHN CARPENTER: Halloween

STEPHEN KING: It

VICTOR SALVA: Jeepers Creepers

KEVIN WILLIAMSON: Scream

CLIVE BARKER: Candyman

ALFRED HITCHCOCK: Psycho

CREATIVE CONSULTANTS:

Sean Renaud, Tessa Alexander and Miriam Belle

EDITOR:

Miriam Belle

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

-”There have been a few questions regarding the fate of Dr. Loomis at the end of ‘Halloween 6.’ There was a producer’s cut of the film that showed Loomis being possessed by the spirit of the Thorn, the evil that drives Michael Myers. I found this ending to be ridiculous and the idea a spit in the eye of the story and characters. Thus, I base my assertion that Dr. Loomis died in the final moments of the movie, killed by Michael Myers. (more…)

Are You In? Ch. 03

“Brandon, don’t stop!” she choked, tearing his mouth from hers.

Brandon’s breath steamed against the skin of Leslie’s neck as he ran his tongue towards her collarbone. The finger still buried in her pussy hooked, and hit Leslie in a spot she’d never felt before. She screamed, feeling juices gush between her legs, and her hips jerked up hard against those skillful fingers. Brandon lifted himself on one arm to look down at her with a mischievous grin, “You like that, huh?”

“No shit, Sherlock,” Leslie whimpered in response, grinding her hips against his hand and raking her nails down his back. Brandon pulled his hand from her pussy, and before Leslie could make a noise in protest, he moved between her legs. His tongue rasped over her clit, the dipped delicately to taste the juice still trickling out of the swollen red lips. Leslie flung her head back, tossing her sweaty black hair across the pillows piled at the head of the bed. Her legs were beginning to tremble from the pleasure of Brandon”s mouth. One more scrape of his tongue over her clit, and Leslie exploded. (more…)

A Nhyte with Rhona

“Author’s note: I know it may be politically incorrect to refer to a female actress as an actress, and that such distinctions may be deemed wrong, but it’s my story, and I’ll be politically incorrect if I want to. I’m making a stand against the over-regimentation of our world, and something like Literotica should be simple and straight, at least that’s what I think. Power to the people who believe we would be fine without the majority of bullshit laws.”

*

The nightclub was absolutely packed tonight. Jason watched warily as the throng of people, most of them supposedly undercover newspaper reporters, danced to the music. The Nhyte was the newest and most popular nightclub in town, and often boasted celebrity wonders such as Tara Reid and Lindsey Lohan if they were in the country, as well as any other brash wannabes whilst they were in Australia. Jason sighed and stretched his shoulders again, and his sister, Lauren, the bar manager, cocked an eyebrow at him and grinned. (more…)