Tales of Carlitos, the Mexican Factory Worker Chapter 3: American Shamanism Carlos held a large coffee table book on Teotihuacán in his arm as he rang the apartment doorbell of his new friend and co-worker Paul. Teotihuacán, the Mexican archeological site that was home to the great pyramid of the sun and slightly smaller pyramid of the moon, was the forem...
This short story takes on the question of why all Leprechauns are male... sort of. I knew the Pixies were messing with me earlier. They waited until I published my first story before bringing me this one. Like all my Celtic stories, some of this is historical fact, some is Irish myth, and some is straight out of my warped and twisted imagination. I will lea...
Chapter 1: The Experiment Beth was eager to get started on the day's experiments. At 24, she was already working on her second PhD – this one in bio-chemistry. She had previously gotten a degree in physics, which led to her research into Theta Radiation. Beth believed that theta radiation had healing properties and could lead to a medical breakthrough. Unfo...
Sounds of incredible carnal debauch flooded out of Studio One as Steve passed it. A girl sounded like she was getting both her pussy split and her ass torn open at exactly the same time. And indeed that was exactly what was happening. Steve passed the open doorway, only giving a cursory glance in as he did. He was used to it by now. This was an every day rea...
Let me introduce myself, my name is Heather and I would like to let all you fantastic readers know how simply it is to find a great father to build you a child if a permanent relationship isn't what you desire. When I reached the perfect age of 27 I decided my biological clock was ticking. I was quite well to do, so money was never an issue. I had inherited...
-- The City in Turmoil -- Throughout the remainder of the late evening, after Celeste and Dominic had gotten Zane in bed and asleep for the night, the four younger adults sat around the living room. Celeste currently had position of the remote and was flipping through the channels stopping on a breaking new report. "I'm standing live at Morse road, after...
It was the winter season and she had saught out the rural outbacks beyond the cityscapes, the snow was part of her ancestory and she belonged home in it. Now large paws silently trod the whiteblanketed ground as the ruddishbrown wolf trotted along an old track in search for food. Ahead, a young man, dressed warmly in winterwear, walks through the woods grum...
Hi. My name is Israela and I am a female Jewish analytical (Jungian) psychologist. I am married with a Gentile pharmacist named Jane, and as soon as we got married, we joined the NuDistrict, a clothing-optional community. There are no stated gender restrictions, but nearly all the adult inhabitants are women -- cis or trans; male-identified people are "nudg...
[I've been writing privately about these characters for over 15 years and there are several different parallel and cross-cutting plotlines and groups of related stories which I'm in the process of revising and posting on here in order. This episode follows directly on from others on Literotica. In sequence: 1. Nothing fires lust like grief 2. Flying solo w...
The Twenty-four-year-old Dr. Araya Quizaria sat anxiously beside her mother waiting for the signal to move to the vehicles. Her mother was former Commodore Drexlia Quizaria, the most infamous prisoner interrogator of the Altonesian legions when the war on earth first began. She was well known for her the harsh torture and treatment of earth human prisoners d...