Author's note: This will be my 100th submission to Literotica. Over the past four-plus years, it's been a pretty wild ride, and I appreciate all of those who have commented on my work – good, bad or indifferent. I've tried to share some of my life, some of my fantasies and tried to write stimulating stories that make people think. For my 100th story, I deci...
Monday had been a normal enough day. Tuesday was boringly the same. So, why the hell did Wednesday have to be such a trip to the Twilight Zone? No, alright it wasn't the whole day that was weird, just from about that moment that I went to the copier to run off about thirty pages from the Giger file ... hum, maybe that should have been the clue for me. Gige...
ACT 1 -- Nurture your females Chapter 1 -- Angels Veronica, Ronnie to her friends, Kelleher sat contemplating the advertisement on the screen in front of her for the longest time that her mind failed to note the passing of the postie as she sped past on her little delivery hover. Not that Ronnie was expecting any mail, goodness knows, most of her friends h...
Author's Note: This is kind of a long one, but let her dance, and you'll not be sorry. Thanks. **** The Arrival **** The anticipation was the worst part. I couldn't decide if I was excited or nervous, but I definitely felt uneasy. The chair I sat in was surprisingly comfortable, given its lack of arm rests. There wasn't much to do but wait. I stared...
Summary: Virgin teen discovers the joys of creative masturbation. Note 1: Thanks to HFernandez for suggesting this idea. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing. Warning: This story manipulates religious doctrine... if that offends you, please quit reading now. This is part three of a potentially lengthy series. Part one,...
All persons described in this tale are over 18 years of age before having sex. Characters in this story do not represent any person in real life, either alive or dead. All figures are indeed fictional. If you are merely looking for a story to arouse your libido, this may or may not be the story for you. I am by no means a military expert, so if I have made a...
Author's note; This story is a Romance, and the sex occurs towards the ending. Some might not like it for its lack of vicarious luridness from the beginning to the very end. The poem John shares with Rachel; "Autumn" belongs to Emily Elizabeth Dickenson, (December 10, 1830 - May 15, 1886). She was an American poet. I chose it because it is my favorite poem o...
Francesca moved to my side while Ryker and Evie saw to the princess. "Fuck, Nate... your ribs are broken," she began, as she peered into my core. "Hard... to breathe," I mumbled, and she cast a panicked look around. Alva moved to join her, and she helped me onto my back. "Help remove the covering," she said, and Francesca nodded, as Jordan and Cameron jo...
I want to thank readers for comments, both public and private, kind and unkind, regarding my writing. I also want to thank the authors here for their stories and feedback to teach me new ideas and forms on how to get things out of my head. Finally, I want to thank James Blackshaw, whose music was an inspiration while I wrote this. Some of his album titles be...
"You should celebrate. We should celebrate," her best friend, Bonnie, said, all cheery and upbeat. "Celebrate? You've got to be joking." "Hey. Getting divorced isn't the end of the world. It's...it's a new beginning. It's a different door opening when the old one closed. It's..." "Bonnie? Can you please give it a rest?" "Sorry. I'm just trying to cheer y...