Sweat was starting to drip from his brow as Oedipus slowly climbed the final hill. Partially it was because of his long journey through Paranassus in the hot Grecian summer, but also because of what he might find the other side. The closer he got, the more anxiety he felt. It had been a long time since any had come this way, and the warnings of the travelers...
Note: All characters depicted in this story are over 25 years of age. ***** I felt a bit nervous as I got in my car to drive to the themed disco. I was already wearing my costume. What if my car broke down or I got a puncture? It was a fantasy night where you could dress as your favourite story characters. I was Alice in Wonderland. My pretty blue dress ha...
I looked at the long wide envelope that came in the morning mail. The address was written in a flowery hand with many swirls and curls obviously using a calligraphy pen. I flipped the brownish-yellow envelope over and broke the wax seal. The enclosed parchment document was the annual invitation written to my former girl friend to a party; no, make that the p...
To Rene, with all my love. The line of texta spreads across the white…a writhing, headless blue snake twisting and turning against the starkness of the blank wall. A noise. The pen drops to the ground, shedding its curling paper skin, the words texta now faded only to ext. Forgotten, it bleeds blue blood into the carpet. Mother. Her voice is loud, a high p...
At twilight, the fireflies danced over the flower-kissed meadow making the everyday seem mystical. The young man took a deep breath before picking up bottles discarded on the side of the country road. Each night, he'd walk the dirt road between his house and his favorite apple tree thinking about his day and finding solstice in his steps. The air cooled his...
Hello everyone (and one extra special person)! This is kind of an odd story; so I figure a little background is in order. I have a friend who is, well, the kind of sexual person I would like to be. To some degree, I live vicariously through the stories she tells me about her experiences. And while this is fun, for both of us, I feel bad that she's always...
Just something I whipped up. It's non erotic since it deals with pre-coming of age. It's basically the premise for more post coming of age. Call it a background or prologue. Yes. Prologue will do. Imagine that. A prologue that was actually written prior to a story beginning. Being a fan of quite a few types of Literotica stories and authors and being creat...
Mark and I met when we were just out of school and both still shocked by the boring but exhausting jobs we had landed at a major investment firm. The culmination of years of schooling (and thousands in debt run up,) and it SUCKED. We had side-by-side cubicles smaller than regulation prison cells, and everyone ranked higher than us. We exchanged polite greeti...
A beautiful woman walks down the boardwalk. There are a lot of beautiful women around here, and a lot of them walk this way, this one didn't seem that special at first glance. Maybe it was the lack of fake blonde hair, fake boobs or fake tan. No, that wasn't it; a woman can carry all that baggage around and still manage to be interesting in her own right. I...
I was standing on a balcony overlooking the ocean, allowing the cool night air to play across my skin. I was wearing a light white beach dress, sheer and floaty, which hinted at nothing underneath. The light breeze carried the salt of the sea and refreshed me, catching my hair and playing with it. I was admiring the moonlight on the ocean and not paying atte...