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...
They say that gold is power, but "they" are mostly male, and thus idiots. On the day she decided to stop living on goodwill and bland virtue, instead using her power for its hell-intended purpose, the witch did not begin dabbling in alchemy. After all, what do men pay gold for? Surely that's more powerful. So, she planted a garden. An innocent, beautiful g...
THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 1: Awakening the Slut Within This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but she felt...
It was well known in Hidden Valley, California, that the owner of a certain New-Age bookstore was also a witch. There were witches in Hidden Valley, of course. Everyone knew about the annual Halloween rites up at Lake Daniels, but Madama Shelikova seemed to be something else. The Wicca Coven did not like her, although they liked her store. Her magic was old...
THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 2: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck and a FutaWitch This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but s...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** The sun was beginning to wane and the fog which was ever-present at Frogwart's had begun to settle on the grassy field. It heavy and thick, making it hard to breath. It was even harder to breathe when you were tired and the sc...
Hi! I'm Shannon. Shannon Conroy. A very Irish name. Wouldn't ya say? Me name comes from ta river whose circuitous course flows north to south pretty much down ta middle of Ireland, but in truth me name in ta Irish lies deeply imbedded in Celtic mythology in ta Goddess Sinend. In ta "Irish" it's "Sionnain." I'm now eighteen an' in me first year at an all-gir...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Down memory lane there was a sweet princess called Tristy and today was her 18th birthday. The kingdom was joyous and a feast was in place to celebrate the princess's entrance into adulthood. Such as tradition, the entire kingdom was invited to give a gift to the princess i...
For hundreds of years people spoke of a woman living in the forests of Elthian, not too far out from the little village those forests surrounded. Little was known about her, as most accounts came from the occasional merchant or hunter who lost his way before finding it again. She was described as a hideous creature, whose teeth looked like daggers from a dis...
Author's Note A little something different for your holidays. I'm in my fairy tale remix mood again and this time it's turned out as a 24-hour slice of life story as well. You may remember the story of Hansel and Gretel from your childhood. This story takes place after they've grown up, and changes the setting from the forest to the inner city. I've pulled...