I was called to the Marriage bed of Catherine De Medici, in order to use my Magickal arts to entice her husband, King Henry II into her arms and to make her womb fertile, to bloom with sons. She had been married young. One day, as I entered the Queen's Chambers, I was startled to see a young, French physician attending her. He caught my eye with his solemn,...
(This is the conclusion of the series. Thank you everyone who has followed along!) * I made our bed as comfortable as I could, even though Asta said I didn't need to. Birth wasn't as painful as it was for humans. That was good, because I didn't want to see her in too much pain. She laid down just as her first real contraction hit, and she winced, holding...
Kara McLean sighed heavily as she climbed the stairs of her apartment building and took a deep breath when she reached the landing. Tears pricked her eyes and her lip quivered as she fought to hold them at bay. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Her birthday. But it hadn't happened that way. First, there was the blow-up at work. She had...
Earlier today I was convinced I wanted an open relationship and convinced my husband. He agreed but didn't want to know anything. I signed up for a dating site to meet guys and wanted to feel young again as I'm 33 so I focused on guys in the early 20's. I just did some coke so I was feeling real horny and ended up telling 2 guys to come over but did not know...
In writing erotic fiction it is important for writers to understand the physiology of the sexual acts they are describing. Nothing will undermine a story quicker than a sex scene that in simply outright impossible. A simple misconception about a certain facet of sex or sexuality can easily lead to errors in a narration and especially here at Literotica, you...
Leo and I'd been neighbors for the last three years. He's always been friendly and chatty and he's got a smile that is hypnotizing. We've grown closer, but I've held him at arms length. You see, he's forty-five and I'm twenty-five. I don't have a problem with the difference in our ages, but I thought that he might. Well all that changed about a week ago when...
The light of the Christmas tree twinkled in the beautiful sunlight of the morning. I looked over at the huge window in our apartment, the sunlight was beaming through. The gorgeous blue sky somewhat calmed my nerves. Somewhat. Where was he? His tour ended Friday, it's Sunday morning. I began pacing around impatiently in my pink bathrobe. Three months...
It's been over 8 months since the original story was posted, and I have moved on and put all the crap and hurt behind me. Almost. I sent Hanna a link to it and it took her a month to respond. What was I expecting? I figured it could go either way, but in all reality I was leaning toward it not going well. Her response fell in to the latter: it did not go ov...
The first rays of the orange golden sun peek over the mountains to warm Mother Earth. Could spring be on its way to the valley once again? The plants raise leaves and turn to worship the sun in all her glory, rebirth. But today in this quiet glen more than growth will take place as a soft wind stirs the dark green grasses. A dance older than time will take p...
My wife has a scar under her chin. It has been there since childhood, and is not the result of a single incident, but rather of multiple encounters with the driveway, the tree limb, the hockey stick, and any other hard object in the vicinity. When she has had quite enough guff, thank you very much, she leads with that chin, and the scar becomes visible. I be...