As the author, I would like to remind everyone that depression and can be very serious for some people. If you feel depressed, please seek a friend or some other professional help. Don't wait until it's to late. Life Worth Living I sat in my car looking at the fast moving current of the river. It was the snowmelt that gave rise to the river this time of th...
Heartfelt thanks to my beta-reader for your assistance. The young strawberry-blonde med student shut the door behind her and leant against it with a sigh. "Goddamn what a day." Closing her eyes, she thought about how glad she was to finally be home. Her nose caught the scent of something delicious coming from the kitchen. She ran a small hand through her...
One of my secret fantasies that I've never told anyone is my desire to live one day as a woman so that I can know what it's really like to have lesbian sex. It's such an enormous frustration to have this desire for woman-on-woman contact and be forever denied a truly immersive role. While a man may join two women in sexual play, he can never be one of them a...
Author's Note: My apologies for how long it's taken for me to put out part 2! It was written for about a week now, but I had to make some important changes. As a thank you for all of your patience, I've lengthened this chapter significantly. There's more sex, less sadistic violence, and more drama! Please enjoy. Much to my dismay, Jemma did not move out. S...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 years or older when in sexual situations. * It wa...
Megan ran her fingers underneath her panties and across the folds of her labia as she lay in bed. They were warm and slick, lightly throbbing at her own touch. She woke up horny, as she did most mornings, and knew she didn't have much time to pleasure herself before she needed to get ready for work. While her right hand explored her genitals, her left worked...
I had never been in a tornado or a hurricane or any other natural disaster. But I had watched enough of the Weather Channel to know that I had a better chance of surviving one of those than the storm called Jenna Swallow that had swept into my life one rainy night three months ago. I didn't blame her, but Danny, my fiancé of four months at the time. He wasn...
Smokey Saga #4: "Beyond Hell And Back" This, to put it lightly, is a harsh story—far harsher, more dark and sinister than my other works. Some might go so far as to call it "brutal." It's a much more malicious side to my writing than has been shown thus far. No kidding—on the spectrum of erotica, if "Hypnothe-Rapist" is at one extreme, this is at the other;...
I do not know under what category this story will eventually be placed under by the folks at literotica. It is a primarily a Romance, but please note that it involves two women. Placing this in the Lesbian Sex category might be accurate also, but perhaps a bit misleading, since the sex is secondary to the story. It is a story about a very lonely woman and...
((I want to start this off by giving my most sincere and humble thanks to everyone, whom has posted comments or left feedback on the first two chapters of this story. The criticism I've received has been extremely constructive, mature, and supportive. I've done my best to take it to heart. I created this character, years ago, and I've kept her to myself, in...