*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** In the stifling August heat, Brian Harris pushed the lawnmower through the thicket of grass in front of the Houghton house. The last tenants had seen Brian cutting it when they moved in, had not told him 'thank you,' had not offered him money, or a...
Chapter 1 --------- Peter's car rolled to a stop on the shoulder of the small two lane road, gravel crunching beneath the tires. The private road in front of him seemed to lead nowhere and even the full moon, fat and pure silver didn't give him an idea of where it went. His old Volvo shook as it idled. I should just turn around, he told himself. This is su...
Author's Note: Second edit pass complete! Check out my bio for details. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Julias~~ There were robes and ashes everywhere. Julias just stood there, eyes wide, and his gaze panned over the room of dead silence so profound, he could hear the rubbing of fabric from Beatrice as she stepped behind him. Damien — he presume...
COMEDIC PATHOLOGIES OF THE VAGINOSI ARTS Salute: No one could take my musings seriously. I write for fun and the linguistic adventure. So! Just another scribble at tea time intended as a suggestive catharsis for HDK and his many erudite friends, accomplished writers all. I love them dearly and frequently review their many contributions to the Literotica l...
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years and over. From forty four foot sloop to Gulfstream G650. Watson was sitting at the breakfast bar in Caddy's pristine kitchen, sipping a latte when Maya slouched in. She was all dressed for school, in a pleated, short-sleeved button-up dress and black school shoes with white ankle socks. His he...
Just so you know voting and feedback are nice things and only take ya'll a few seconds, stop being lazy :P My life began with my birth, which is how everyone's life starts, at least everyone I asked agreed with me. I was a happy child, I had fun I made everyone smile. I was joined with Alo in my fourteenth summer. I was so happy at first, he was happy wit...
Author's note: Here it is folks, Chapter 5. I want to first apologize to everyone who waited so patiently for this chapter. Between the holidays and school starting, plus the usual B.S. of work and family life, my time to write was severely limited. Plus it didn't help that I was lazy getting off my ass to finish this chapter during the last two weeks. This...
On the third Sunday in September, outside Los Angeles in the hills of Sherman Oaks, two beautiful wives in their late twenties lounged by an Olympic-sized swimming pool. They were at Jan Marshall's home and Sandy Carter lived next door. "It's as hot as a day in July," said Jan, who swept locks of her luxurious auburn hair from her face and tucked them behin...
Chapter 1: I Meet the Goddess “Venus, goddess of love?” I stared at the picture of the small figurine in the book I had borrowed from the library. “Nothing like the Venus de Milo I’ve seen in another book,” I thought. She was beautiful even if she didn’t have arms. This one had ballooning breasts, huge thighs and buttocks. Her hair covered her face like a...
This novella, like several of my other stories ("Julia and Mr. Page," "Slave Girl Emily," "Pipit," and "Kitten and the Wolf," to put them in chronological order) is set in a fictional circle of BDSM practitioners in New York. It is not necessary to read the other stories to enjoy this one, which is designed to stand on its own. If you like this and decide to...