Chapter 15 -- Rest of the Thanksgiving Sex Weekend I woke up with Tara's nude body snuggled against one side of me, and Jillian on the other. Despite the morning fog in my head I could tell the bed was wet and smelled of copious quantities of sex. Visions came back to me of how I'd spent the end of the evening and then further spent two middle of the night...
This is a long story, almost 33,000 words. If you don't like long stories, please don't upset yourself by reading the following. The following is a work of fiction. Except for references to well-known historical figures and broad geographic areas (e.g., Pacific Ocean, Mexico) unnamed individuals and locations in this story are a total figment of my imaginat...
Author's Note: Although this story stands on its own (I hope!), and is the one I wrote first, it is loosely a sequel to events in "Cultural Exchange", which I'd planned out before starting writing either. You don't need to read that first - although some of its surprises will get spoiled for you by this story - but you should definitely read it if you like t...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore, Command Quarters: "Captain's Log, Stardate 50345.74, Captain Kami Hrelle Recording: after interminable years of chaos and mismanagement from the former Captain of this poor, benighted vessel, I have finally taken command. It will be a long, arduous struggle, to restore the crew's morale after suffering under my predecessor's in...
© Andyhm. 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or o...
Chapter 13: Surrender Author's Note: There's a scene of intimacy in the following chapter between two women. If that's not your thing, please skip over it. Enjoy. ***** The envoy was tired of running. Swabians did not run yet here he was fleeing the camp of the Muthada in a desperate bid to put distance between himself and their new clan chief. Berimund...
"Holy shit!" Dana blurted out, her eyes like saucers as she stared at the shattered bed. "How hard were you fucking her in the ass?!" John was sitting on the mattress in the middle of all the destruction and protested, "Not enough to break the bed!" Irillith kissed him on the shoulder and gave him a dreamy smile. "Actually, it was all very sensual and lovi...
Chapter One Emergency In the three months she had lived in the quiet seaside resort of Sandmouth Bay, Dr Rebecca Simons had completed a dozen shifts in the Accident & Emergency Department at the local General Hospital. This particular shift was different though, and likely to be busier than a normal Saturday night in this off-season period. For a start it...
Author's note: I believe this whimsical tale best fits the category of Magical Realism; alas, although such a category exists in the broader world of literary genres, Magical Realism is not a choice available for submissions at Literotica. I have chosen to place this story in the Humor & Satire category, as I am hoping the dear reader will find the absur...
Chapter 3: The Festival Jack felt like his binoculars had become part of his own face. Staring out at the distant shore of land, Jack took in every feature as Task Force 21 hovered just off the coast. Tropical foliage occupied most of his view as did the few waves lapping gently at the shoreline. From their position, he couldn't see any signs of habitatio...