© 2014-2017 Embers The sweat on Rosa's brow chilled as she entered the large air-conditioned lobby. Although the sudden shift in temperature startled her, it offered much-needed relief; Kabira Bay was particularly muggy the day she and her family arrived. Her father, a stocky, pug-faced man with dense glasses, walked briskly ahead of her. He made a beeline...
I was lucky enough to own my own business, not too bad for someone who was an art major in college. It wasn't glamorous, it wouldn't land me in the Fortune Five Hundred, but it satisfied me and I made a pretty decent living. Enough, in fact, that my wife didn't have to work if she didn't want to. That was exactly what she did for the first five years, but...
Author's Note: I've tried to limit the anachronisms as much as possible, but no doubt there are still many left. Also, although I did do a little research into the era, I'm by no means an historian. Please try to excuse any such inaccuracies. * "Sarah, it's really you!" the jubilant older woman cried as the young blond woman from the carriage emerged. "Au...
In the high recesses of the vaulted room, the air hung heavy with waxy sediment and a silent, suspended cloud of ancient, flickering dusk. The late morning sunlight illuminated them as it streamed in through the high, leaded glass windows. There was a thin, tepid quality to the light. Indeed, it seemed too weak to crawl anymore than halfway down the ash gr...
1. The Prospect I was almost late for my appointment but I paused -- actually, hesitated would be a more accurate word, I suppose - to recheck the address. I was sitting in my mom's car, parked in a tidy, tree-lined office park, looking up at the squat, mirrored box of a building in front of me. It was numbered 9951, just like the email had said, but I deci...
Note: This is my version of a story called "Civic Duty" that has been on the web for nearly as long as I've been writing. Unfortunately, the copy I have does not list an author or I'd give him credit for the inspiration. I've also lifted my personal prohibition against use of the "N" word after taking a poll on the E&I universe fan group with the vast majori...
Author's Note: This story is in response to a reader request. The reader vacationed in Jamaica at the Hedonism II resort. He sent me an account of what he did and what he witnessed and asked that I write about his experience. I will call the main character Jim although that is not the requestor's real name. The story is fiction based on the reader's account...
Please note that this story is a sequel to Holly's Winter, Cecee's Spring and Jenny's Summer. Cecee's Spring has not been written as yet. I appreciate all votes, comments and feedback. I am looking for an editor. I I find I must begin my own story with someone else's. Her name was Victoria Smart. She was a very beautiful woman of average height and sli...
In recognition of Geek Pride Day, Literotica.com called on all willing writers to let their freak flag fly high for a special publication! For those of you who have discovered my Geek Pride story I hope you read them all. May 25th was first organized as Geek Pride Day by the Spanish blogger Germán Martínez (known online as señor Buebo) in 2006 and has slowl...
This story contains cuckqueen, impregnation, cheating, lesbian, cuckold, and creampie elements. * "I wonder what his cum tastes like." Debbie Peterson nodded toward her neighbor, Mr. Lemming. He was trimming a small bush in front of his house. Her neighbor was at least fifty and a little tubby around the middle. His thinning brown hair was mussed by the b...