I put a story on literotica called A Moment in Time a year or more ago. A number of readers were so kind as to ask me to finish it, and I decided that doing so would enable to revisit some of my favourite characters from The Sacred Band. So here it is. Please refresh your memory of part one. It won't take long. Thank you, Colin the dogg for kindly reading a...
Chapter one: The Long Haul From the diary of James Down: Friday, January 20th. Sometimes I think I'll survive the long haul. The odds are against it (they're long odds), but sometimes I think I'll make the journey. Then I look around--and I don't have to look far, or for very long; the evidence is all around, in body bags--and I realise that nobody reall...
[If you want to read a sex story, move on. All the sex in this story is in the last two lines. They are best if read after you read all the other lines. This is what some call a social story. Maybe it could be called a parable. For lawyers reading this, remember this is a fantasy and it takes place in rural America. Remember, John Grisham didn't write it.]...
CHAPTER 1 Two hours before dawn, two hours after the cops had broken up the party, Renata Mead opened her eyes and blinked furiously, looking around trying to identify where she was. She eyed the stacks of winter wood and groaned, accepting she was in a garden woodshed. Somebody was sprawled over her. Dead or alive? Gingerly she reached down and was horr...
The downpour caught me by surprise. Shit, I am soaked to the skin and freezing cold. The light winter jacket that I was wearing did nothing but get wet. My teeth start chattering and I quickly look around for somewhere that I can duck into to get warm. Ahhh I see a bright sign up ahead, a few letters missing but can make out JO AN S NS PUB. I can go in for...
"You wanted to see me, Father?" Rene asked as she respectfully inclined her head. "Yes, I did my daughter," he began. "I have had many days to consider the dilemma that I stand faced with..." He paused. The look on his face told her she was not going to like his decision. "And?" She prodded him, holding her head a little higher as she braced herself for hi...
This is a short story born from the experiences several of my friends suffered through. The story and characters are fictitious, but the circumstances are real. No one under 18 is involved in any sex in this story. In fact, fair warning, there's not much sex at all. This is just a romance between two people who find each other in an unusual way. Thanks to a...
The next three days were hard work. The hardest part was to find images that contained meaningful detail. On the usable photographs, using edge detection and false colour techniques, details showed up that were invisible otherwise. At the end I had a rough idea what Okton4 was all about. I had kept my notes and copies of the relevant images on my own small l...
You don't see me, hiding behind the sheer curtains of my apartment, looking out my window into yours. You don't see me holding binoculars up to my eyes to take you in as you slip out of your work clothes (how can any woman make office attire look so sexy?). You don't see me peaking in on you during a private moment when you reach down to touch yourself betwe...
It was strange, but mostly it was embarrassing. I mean, there I was in the final two strokes of a deliriously powerful orgasm, as I closed my eyes in the absolute joy of the moment and I came. Suddenly I heard screams and moans and I opened my eyes to see my cum arching out from my cock and splashing right in the middle of a beautiful, baby shower cake. Tak...