Routine became my only asylum. Anything to distract my mind from thoughts, impulses, emotions…and the increasingly disruptive, intrusive thoughts of him. Work, tv, reading, working out at the gym, chatting with my roommate. Saturday nights. My neighbor had become a regular fixture in my apartment, perched on a barstool at the kitchen counter, sitting on
Night Walker
This is my entry in the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest.This story features father/daughter love. If this isn’t your thing, you should probably move on.Here’s a fun fact: the beginning of this story is true. However, all characters other than the narrator are fictional, as are all sexual activities. All characters are over the age
Monstrous night by Princess marybear
Sc: brattyfattybabe She stood there, all of 5” tall, looking death in the face. In front of here is what can only be described as the hideous monsters we worried about slithering under our beds as children. Lurking in our closets. He stood at least three times her height, and even get started about his