Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Flood tide: The period between the low tide and rising of the water to high tide. This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him. He...
My name is Eric Samson, I'm thirty five years old and I'm looking in at my newborn daughter through the viewing window at the maternity ward. Her mom, is resting comfortably, and I'm waiting for a nurse to come out and suit me up, so I can hold my daughter again. For some reason, the nurses always want to put me and other visitors in scrubs, and clean us up...
Jack and Janie Janie Ah, middle age, that wide, flat expanse of no man's land between young and dumb enough to do it and too damn old to care if you do it or not. The salad days, as this fragile time between old and young is sometimes called or might be called if it weren't for the simple fact that the salad aint' as fresh as it used to be. At forty-eight,...
Still Life In Shadow or: The Order of the Universe, In a Smile ◊◊◊◊◊ She presented herself as a simple woman, and it had been said of her -- for as long as anyone on the island could remember -- that she had been unassuming, almost plain -- even when she was young. Before she left for Zurich. But that was so long ago. She had always been considered bril...
If you read part 1, thanks and welcome back. If you haven't read part 1, you don't have to but I'd recommend it. As with the last time, this isn't the best story for a quick wank. A chunk of the story isn't that sexual and serves to build up the world or the characters. I give a lot of focus to romance and a healthy exploration of fetishes. If that's not you...
This continues the saga of Sam and Marcia's visit after Brianna delivers Sam's children. If you've read any other of the WBDP stories, this one is much the same with the added complication of a visit by Sam's Mother. They are emotionally torn and wonder how much of their life should be revealed. * "My God, that's your Mom," Marcia said. "It appears you've...
The Conclusion There remained one more bustle in her hedgerow, one more spring clean for the May Queen. The trip. This trip, our trip, the fabric of our lives ripped apart and rearranged, the storm ravaged journey that had carried Deb to my side once again -- after twenty two years. I wondered, could she still hear the wind blow? Did she know her stairway...
Bishop Takes Knight - Knight takes Bishop Part One By quarter to seven on Friday night, the fifty-fifth floor of the "Shard" skyscraper building was a ghost town; save two offices. Most everyone else had left to begin the weekend at five, however a few die-hard rat-racers hung on until half past six; either out of perceived obligation for some task or becau...
Matriarch Tsarra Perfaren nibbled apprehensively on her thumbnail as she stared at the holo-map projection of House Perfaren territory. Biting her nails was an unfortunate new nervous habit she'd acquired, but considering the stress she was under, such weakness was understandable. She had bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, and her exhausted dark green o...
Hello All, I hope this finds you well. I've had a busy few years with grad school, other writing endeavors, and just life in general, so I haven't had much time for Literotica. However, when I saw that the Nude Day contest was coming up, I had just the story in mind. If you're familiar with my work, you know that I have a fondness for blending science fic...