Preface: My wife and I were driving south on one of the highways that connect our home with one of our married children when we passed by one of the community funeral homes. Now it's not normally a busy thoroughfare, and it wasn't that day either, but the parking lot at the home was burgeoning with freshly washed cars and that was not normal. I asked my...
This is my first submission to Literotica. Like Angela I have much to learn. I look forward to your feedback. * Angela's heart jumped every time the phone rang. It had been over three weeks since she had heard from Devin. He had never neglected her this long before. His voice was dry and business like, "My flight arrives 9:57 pm tomorrow. I will be in Ne...
My name is Adrian Kimber. I was almost born with, as people used to say, a “silver spoon in my mouth.” I say “almost” because when I was born my father had not quite made it to what he saw as “The Top.” I must have been about four or five when he finally got there, and became what they call, “Departmental Head” of a government department. Once he had reach...
Author's note: This pre-1890 historical romance tells of actual notable people. All sex involves live humans aged 18+, even the whores AFAIK. The text contains casual racism and sexism and very little explicit human sex; if you object, stop reading. Plant sex is pretty muted too. Stilted speech patterns are intentional. Views expressed are not necessarily th...
Prologue The maiden stood tranquilly, her flaming red hair cascading down her back. The loose, flowing white gown served to enhance the lush contours of her full figure. Her deep green eyes were strangely dull, denying the vigor one of her tender age and healthy body should have evinced. The maiden's bare feet did not seem to feel the coldness of the marbl...
Hayley stood before the mirror, working her brush through yet more tangles in her hair. As the brush pulled free, several drops of water fell from the ends of her hair, dripping onto her shoulder and down her breast. She looked at herself in the mirror. Age 40. Assessment. She wasn't 30 anymore, or even 35. Her breasts sagged a bit, but then, 38C was a matur...
July 1916 Bethan Phillip was reluctant to send a telegram home to announce his unexpected arrival: the appearance of the telegram boy was viewed as an ill omen now at home. This would be particularly the case with the battle raging across in France. He had heard that over sixty thousand British and Empire soldiers had died on that first morning as he watc...
"Damn, damn, damn," I muttered. The track of Hurricane "Grace" -- the seventh named storm of the year, had turned ninety-degrees and the track now took the eye of the Category Two storm directly into the east coast of Florida. "JIM," I screamed at my production assistant. He turned with a serious look on his face. "Get me set up again. We've got to do anoth...
This is a story about a world in the near future, where an adult-oriented medieval fantasy full-body virtual reality MMO/virtual world (try saying that ten times fast) has become massively popular. While it is loosely based off of a mixture of MMOs, virtual worlds, medieval fantasy, anime series, and real-world western culture and etymology, I did try to inc...
What has she done?! Enough's enough - my ending to LightontheSound's Do Not Pass Go http://www.literotica.com/s/do-not-pass-go In chapter 4, part 1 of my continuation, the kids started their resistance campaign, since it didn't look like their father was going to do anything about the situation. Jenna was acting like a teen slut, Tommy was a disturbed, ang...