Author's note: To better understand what is going on, I would encourage you to start with the first chapter and read through. This is part of a series and was never intended to be a stand alone story. Thanks for taking the time to read my work and please vote. That gives me a sense of how everyone likes it. If you feel the need to criticize, please make it c...
(There is some advantage in reading earlier chapters but you don't really need to if you want to just jump in here.) * I knew that my friend Janet was likely to be desperately in need of some serious sexual adventures. As you may have heard about her, she had been left alone by her husband for many months. We'd talked so many times about their lack of int...
Sandal tales #3: My new old sex therapist. My therapist Marcia called me for an appointment. Not the usual thing- I usually called her. I had not needed an appointment for almost a year. Originally I had gone to her in the aftermath of a bad accident I was involved in and she helped put me back together. Along the way she also learned that I had an addicti...
Just before he climbed into his bi-plane and flew away, the great DreamPilot and I knocked out the following piece of pitiful prose in recognition of the mental anguish many otherwise semi-sane writers experience during the last few days of a Literotica contest. Rumple Foreskin == SCORE CHECKERS ANONYMOUS: affecting the afflicted A shadow of despair, des...
Fiona had bought the first ticket she could get her hands on. Which just so happened to be one to Sitka. A small island located in Alaska. One of which can be accessed by plane or boat. Honestly, she had expected to go somewhere far warmer.... but she had left this decision up to fate, having chosen the first option flight that had been suggested... The flig...
Addiction. A simple-sounding word that has the power to take any man or woman to places they can only imagine. It is a powerful thing which even the strongest among us simply cannot ignore. My name is Alexander James Volmar and I am a big and tall young black man of Haitian and French descent living in the city of Los Angeles, California. Currently, I attend...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warning: Angst, Incest, Slash Rating: FRAO Italics and/or * indicates thoughts * "Please Luke, don't do this," I whispered, as I sat watching him outside the club two weeks later. Ever since that day when we had finally taken the next step in our relationship, things...
I have tried to get over the addiction to my former lover but for some reason I just can't. Always he's at the back of my mind. Ours had been an on-and-off type of relationship. One minute I loved and adored him, the next minute I wanted to murder his lying, cheating ass. He makes me laugh; at the same time, he knows how to make me cry. I could be mad with h...
I did sales for many years but the owner sold the brokerage and moved on to playing with his grandchildren. I basically one morning was standing on the street corner deciding what to do. I became a security officer in a 4-star hotel resort. It kept me on my feet where before I sat at a desk. I got back into shape pretty quick. It can be really boring someti...
This is the central hub for a collection of one-shots and branches set in a single fictional world, Autumn. These tales can be read in effectively any order, and require no introduction. If you want to leap right in, go ahead. Otherwise, a short primer is printed below. Table of Contents I - (Male God) walking out of the endless wilderness. I - A (very botto...