Author's Note: I am heavily indebted to the excellent Jack the Ripper Casebook, which sets out the circumstances of the Whitechapel Murders clearly and succinctly. Any mistakes and errors of historiography, however, remain my own. Where I have used period vocabulary, or London canting slang I hope that I have successfully glossed it in the story itself....
This is my first story and is about, inspired by and written with the encouragement of the amazing Catmoore, whose brilliant works are to be found on this site. I've categorised it as 'Erotic Couplings' but it has some features of the Incest/Taboo category. There is no Incest in it but both participants indulge in the Incest fantasy. If that is a turn off fo...
I am back on track with this novel and you should see more chapters coming out with more regularity than in the past few months. I foresee more of the emerging conflict with Blackthorne to begin playing out, with perhaps slightly less emphasis on erotica, though never so little that it doesn't fit under the Literotica banner. * Isobel slept late the follow...
Authors note: This was an unusual request from a reader as he wanted a fictitious story about Maid Marion. The reader asked me to make her out to be a cock loving slut who scorned Robin Hood because his pecker didn't please her. The reader wanted Marion to be taken by the Sherriff of Nottingham who was very well endowed and who would make her his slut. I gav...
January 1st, 1886 The crackling fire that sat in the center of our camp was the center of more merriment than was likely warranted on that rainy, overcast January evening. But while the new years day celebrations were likely filling the streets of Tarant, Caladon and every other major city in Arcanum with revelers and party-goers, we were stuck in the vast...
"Have you screwed my Mum yet?" "WHAT" That "What" could have been followed by a row of asterisks, exclamation marks and various other punctuation marks, not to mention a selection of emojis, but the reader with normal sensitivities won't need them to imagine what the reaction would be from a man, laying beside his lover in post-coital bliss, if she posed t...
Chapter Four -- Wendy Takes Charge November 1984 Robert wanted Charlotte to stay the night but they both knew it was fanciful and a downright dangerous idea. Robert Fellows may be the housemaster of Bridge House but he was still a student at Chelmsford College and would be subject to expulsion if they were caught. "Do that thing to me again and then I'll...
Part one: Mahmud of Ghazni It was 1007 A.D. and Mahmud of Ghazni was preparing to raid Hindustan once again. Hindustan, which the British with their inability to curl their occidental tongues around alien consonants, and their arrogance as makers of history, would later rename India. And Christopher Columbus would set sail looking for it and rename Nativ...
I awoke with a start, feeling Martin impaling himself deep into my wet pussy and immediately thought how pleasant a manner this was to wake up. I groaned and started to push back into him, forcing him to move his shaft nearly all the way out and then push straight back in again, hard from both our thrusting at the same time. In only a minute, I was in the th...
"Hi! Sorry I'm late." "That's okay. I ordered us a bottle of wine while I was waiting, since it's your turn to pay." "Let's see what you got... Hey, not bad! Have you been learning about wine, or was this just a lucky choice?" "If you must know, I recently dated a guy who was both knowledgeable and patient enough to teach me, unlike you!" "Don't be snark...