Dimensions 1 -- Discovery Password: Discovery Chapter One When is the best time to reflect, he wasn't sure. James poured himself a drink from his decanter and carried it and his glass over to the window and sat in his favourite chair looking out over his garden. The sun had passed the midday point as he took his first drink of the day. Normally, he very ra...
The 'A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song' event is a challenge for authors to write a story inspired by a piece of music or song, where the brief is broad and the point is to use music 'to create something new and unique.' On this note, I'd like to thank Literotica author carrteun for organising this challenge. And Laurel, who runs Literotica, let's no...
This story is long but it is complete, with additional parts to follow. There is plenty of sex with plenty of participants. So if you start the story, be rest assured there is a conclusion. It tells a complete story, based mostly around Nick, a 23-year old accountant, who strives to find true love but has a lot of fun in the process. In the beginning ther...
Beyond the Walls of Sleep, They Lie... Author's note: This is my entry for the 2019 Gothic Horror event, Beyond the Walls of Sleep, hosted by BlackRandal1958. I truly appreciate an opportunity to be included in this themed event. Thanks, Randi! I especially appreciate the guide to Gothic Horror written by Todd172 and shared by Randi. This isn't as dark as t...
Act 2 -- Play Games Chapter 1 -- Only women bleed Kelsey and Sydney walked back towards their motel around midnight. Kelsey was a little tipsy as she giggled beside the warm body that held her up helping her keep one foot in front of the other as they walked in the moonlight. Suddenly she stopped. "Syddy," she cried, "didn't Alfie want you to do something...
Thanks so much to my readers who are the reason that I write. And huge thanks to my editor Tccrusher, for his fantastic effort that makes this story shine. *** I was crouched in our clearing, the damp earth easing its way up through my toes, bringing with it a sense of contentment. I had closed my eyes so that I could hear the living sounds of nature aroun...
Backroads or: On Being Blown Sideways Down the Road Less Traveled There's something peculiarly energizing about a road trip, even if, as is so often the case, it's a journey to nowhere in particular. Even if you've been down the same road a hundred times before, there's always the hint of something new in the air, some new adventure at hand right around t...
Disclaimer: This story contains one NSFW illustration. It’s the very first thing you’ll see if you scroll down. Ignoring this disclaimer may lead to promotions. * * * * * * "A kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come again into being, nor can the dead ever be brought back to life." -Sun Tzu * It wasn't much of a trial. No one made a...
It was so classic a situation as to almost be a cliche: bottom of the ninth inning, home team down by one point, the run to tie on third, the run to get ahead on second, and of course, two outs. Joe Tyrrell stepped up to home plate and customarily tapped the end of the bat on it. Joe was a good high school ball player, but not exceptional. However, he had g...
Chapter Eight Ginger Olsen was a mixture of the cute girl next door and a very high-end escort all rolled up in one beautiful and enticing package, Carson thought, as he stood across the hotel lobby waiting for her to finish checking in. She was five-eleven, muscular, graceful, had naturally radiant copper-colored hair, sparkling blue eyes, and was full of...