This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. There is something worse than waking up and not knowing where you are: you could wake up and not know who you are. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going...
2019 Upstate New York Walking into the hotel I dressed in a red golf shirt and a pair of slacks. I pulled out my mobile device to review Marie's message again. 'Come to the hotel for 2100 hrs for a night of fun with some of my friends. Wear your Armani suit, don't run to the hotel. M.' I did run to the hotel and I had my least favourite Armani inside a k...
Just a little exercise I gave myself to see if I could possibly write a story that fit into Literotica's lower limit of number of words. I managed it (clever sod that I am LOL), exactly 750 words, so here it is. Enjoy (or not) Oldie Stood in my bedroom doorway, I watch my wife of 10 years riding our neighbour Bill to a noisy climax. "Are you finished...
That's odd, she thought as she heard the door open. There was only one person who would just let himself in, and he almost always gave her fair warning, if only to make sure she was alone. He had a key, not because they were exclusive, but because she allowed him to use her shower, his apartment being too far from his job for convenience, and they had had an...
Ella kissed her husband Thomas on the cheek leaving a big red smudge from her lips stick. “Now don’t forget it’s our date night tonight. So please try and leave work on time,” she told him as she brought her thumb to his face and started to rub the scarlet wax off. “I will Honey,” he told her. Tom’s dark black police officer’s uniform was freshly pressed and...
Given the subtitle of the book is "The Sexual Awakening of a Muslim Woman" I was not initially surprised that the author used a pseudonym, picturing her writing from beneath the veil in an oppressive country for women like Afghanistan or Saudi Arabia. As I began reading the book though I found she was from Morocco, where the oppression is much less intense....
After spending 6 months under the hot Afghanistan sun, I arrive to find my wife waiting for me at the airfield. She's dressed moderately, with a floral skirt that reaches midway down her thighs, and a thin, white blouse. I can see the outline of her white, lace bra that I bought her for Christmas and hope she's wearing the matching thong under that skirt. Th...
(Nanda Parbat) John Was Sparring With Ra's al Ghul, Ra's Had Centuries of Experience Over John, But John was Ra's Horseman For A Reason. John had Served Four Tours in Afghanistan and Had A Well-Deserved Reputation As A Master Hand-To-Hand Combatant and Infiltrator. John Was Previously Part of A Joint-Military and ARGUS Taskforce as it's Executive Officer, an...
Jonas Agonistes Chapter 1: Like a Novel by Robbe-Grillet I avoided bourbon but not scotch. Scotch. I found it helped me sleep, but upon further discrimination and many scientific trials I decided it helped me do something like sleep. I pushed it aside. I even poured out one of the half-full bottles in my drawer. Not the other one, though. Just one. Two we...
Kaleidoscope Eyes, Pt.1 by Flavian Copyright © 2020 by Flavian AUTHOR'S NOTE: Any references to sex by characters in this story involve ONLY persons 18 years of age or older. Warning! There is reference to Non-Consensual sex—if that is not to your liking, then feel free to pass on this story; I will understand. Also, there are some mild racial references t...