"Where is my shirt, Ohh god you have not pressed it," Dilip picked up his crumpled shirt. "At least I washed it," Anita shouted from kitchen. "What am I going to wear, you know today is a very important meeting for me and I need this white shirt," he sounded miserable. "Please iron it yourself, my baby, I am busy preparing the breakfast," Anita spoke. "...
I spent a fair amount of Thursday distracted with thoughts of the coming weekend. My mind couldn't get around this feeling of anticipation, my desire to be with her. I was feeling anxious. I was thinking that I would do anything to be in her company. It was almost overwhelming. An associate and I were working on a project. He asked me why I was so crazy ab...
Kuraduyn was having a wonderful dream. The Ërus Shala Shei, the Great Crystal, was the tallest thing in Felu Shala. It jutted out of the countryside, so immense that the tip of it was sometimes enveloped by the clouds. It could be seen from miles away. And they were on top of it. It was exhilarating. As they stood on the edge of the point that capped the Gr...
FOREWORD These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others have caught me by surprise. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don't cling too tightly to your usual usage. Crutch/ Crotch h...
Kanchan's Protector All characters indulging in sexual activities in this story are above the age of 18. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to people living or deceased is just coincidence. To all of you who have appreciated my earlier stories, I wish to express my sincere gratitude for your votes, comments and feedback. Prologue:...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 3' is the conclusion of my surprisingly well-received first attempt at dabbling in the realm of magic. Once more throwing caution to the wind, I run wild through the dandelion patch of canon, convention, and tradition, kicking up the fluff that is the Fantasy genre. Yeah, I know, but whatcha gonna do. Minimal effort is made he...
The following story is fiction; it is designed to be read by adults who enjoy lesbian erotica, with elements of domination, submission and servitude. If you are not an adult, and do not enjoy that type of writing; please read no further. The story is the sole property of the author. * Dedicated to the 'Stars Above Me' * * * * * Chapter 1 She knew she ne...
The 'A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song' event is a challenge for authors to write a story inspired by a piece of music or song, where the brief is broad and the point is to use music 'to create something new and unique.' On this note, I'd like to thank Literotica author carrteun for organising this challenge. And Laurel, who runs Literotica, let's no...
This is my entry for the Summer Lovin' 2020 Contest. Be warned - it's a slow burn and full of Aussie lingo. Vegemite is consumed. The story is set around a couple of Indian characters, Madiha and Neha, created by Sweetdreamssss. I collaborated with her extensively for this story. This one follows on from her stories, and I recommend you visit the "Landlord"...