In the morning, Sophie was woken by the old woman. She was told to rise and follow her to the Master's quarters. Sophie did as she was bidden, walking awkwardly. The pressure from the gas in her bowels had become agonizing, and she had trouble keeping herself from ripping the plug out herself. The Master's quarters were rich and elegant, filled with jewel-t...
Repeating Facts and why I believe in Angels. Not what you'd expect on a site for erotic stories. But if you've followed us this far you know we aren't the average couple. I'm adding this hoping a few more of you will finally realize that our stories are true. Here's another reason why we do what we do. Let's talk like old people, medical crap. Alrightie,...
Fiendish Guide to Punctuation V1.3 This guide is intended to provide a basic but complete, or at least I hope to make it complete over time, guide to punctuation in the English language. It will be primarily targeted at authors who write fictional stories using the standard story style. It will include subsections pointing out the differences in US, UK and...
Editing One's Work: Using a Text to Speech Program as a Proofreading Tool In December 2006 I posted this to Literotica under the title: Using Microsoft Reader as a Proofreading Tool. Since that time, MS Reader has been changed in such a way that it is no longer useful for this purpose. * What follows below is the original essay on the need for proofreadi...
I walked into the office and Alana was sitting at the desk, crying hysterically. Her chest was heaving and tears were flowing freely down her cheeks. I was totally confused as to why she was having such a disproportionate reaction to walking in on Ellen and I. Yeah she had caught us post-coitus, in the lounge area of the station, but this was excessive. I ha...
I find Emma in the kitchen, leaning on the counter top and facing away from me as she leafs through some magazine. I cross the kitchen floor stealthily, intent upon my target. In all truth, Emma knows exactly what I'm up to, but it pleases her to play along. As I make my final approach, I appraise her shapely form for about the millionth time. What a lucky b...
I nervously looked out of the front door. It was getting dark around 9 o'clock this time of year and on this mild evening the dusk was slowly turning the sunny day into a moonlit evening. No one could be seen, so I quickly skipped to my car and threw my bag onto the passenger seat, jumped in and started up. I was nervous as earlier I had dressed in one of...
Chapter 05 Why Couldn't They Have Been Trolls? "Yum, I can't wait to crack open their bones, and suck out their marrow. That's my favorite part, Lorrey." For some reason I can't quite put my finger on, that really isn't the best sentence to hear when waking up. To make matters worse, my feet are dead, and three large green creatures are dancing around a...
This work of fiction was intended for the entertainment and enjoyment by its readers. If the subject of anal stimulation and penetration is unpleasant or offensive, please read no further. If you are curious to know some of the bountiful pleasures of this form of intercourse, continue to indulge your imagination.I> ***** It was late in the evening when Ann...
The Reason this story is called the truth, is because it is. This is the truth of how one man, and his wife found happiness, and sexual fulfillment in the confines of an open marriage. The idea was simple, Linda could have as many sexual partners and she desired under two conditions. First Mike had to be present for each and every encounter, and secondly eac...