On the bright side, there were no protruding sticks or sharp rocks underneath the moist layer of mud that Ameline tripped into. On the other hand, what was beneath the mud...was more mud. Muck splattered all over Ameline's tank top and shorts, and she could feel it splash underneath her layer of clothing as well. The arm that tried to catch her as she fell...
Darla was lying on her bed, bored out of her mind but unable to do anything. It was too hot to concentrate on reading or embroidery, and so going to do anything in the kitchen was certainly out of the question. She was at least glad that Miss Juliet had allowed her to wear a short, loose nightie today, so that she'd be less hot than if she had to wear anythi...
Y'know how people always say you never forget your first? Well, I certainly never forgot Karen. Never will -- though God knows I tried. She wasn't exactly my first first. There had been what Lemony Snickets would call a series of unfortunate events before her. But Karen was the first girl I ever slept with as well as the first -- and so far only -- person I...
Humans tried so hard and for so long to reach the stars, but were doomed to fail. Until the alien tribes came. Each alien race gifted the humans with a new Gene-Line, providing them with new powers and physical capabilities. And though the aliens soon vanished, travelling to distant fields, the humans spread far and wide. Using the power of their new Lines,...
Note 1: This goes out as a quick thank you to Literotica and its wonderful readers. I've been visiting this site for years and I just assumed that you had to be an established writer to get works published on here. When I made my first submission a little over a month ago (That's Kelly!), I was sure it would be rejected, but at least I finally got to write s...
A note from the author (boring stuff): I'm not entirely sure how well this will encode online, but only time will tell. Angelica speaks English, however it has been transcribed differently to normal; using different characters formerly used in old English, and some others which I have taken to replace other common sounds in our language. (Note: these sounds...
This is the final part of Delicate Touches and I've struggled with this part more than any other part because I still feel I should have tacked this part onto Part Seven as it's just an epilogue and the part where I tie up loose ends. The eventual novel that comes out of this would be longer but this is just the first draft, more or less. Thank you to the pe...
This is the second installment of this story. I always found it funny. Well, maybe funny is not a good word to describe what I'm about to say. Interesting. Yes, interesting may be a better word. I always found it interesting how the body works. The way it remembers, attaches and responds accordingly. The way it can shock even its host by its actions. Th...
Special Contest Submission: COVID19 2020 Love the Ones You're With: Tales of Lust and Caution from a World Under Quarantine Essential healthcare workers are quarantined, trapped in a state of disaster. Facing a crisis of spirit, desperate cries for help are answered with love. All characters made up to appear in this work of fiction are over the age of 18...
Laure awoke mid-moan, rolling forwards, pressing herself against the flat warmth of the bed. Eyes still closed, a dull pain registered a fraction of a second after the waking of pleasure. The dryness of the roof of her mouth, the slowness of her tongue, and the thick weight of a movement induced headache contrasted strangely with the spreading heat of her g...