The day that changed the existence of a certain slime started like any other, to it at least. It had moved along the bushes of a forest full of weak monsters driven by its basic need to absorb moisture but then it detected something new. The slime might not have proper colour sight but it did see humanoid creatures pressed against each other and connected. S...
*Note to readers: This story is based on a request from a reader who is a 53-year old white male who's in love with a 39-year old white female. He's provided a lot of detail, most of which I've incorporated into the story. To avoid revealing his true identity, I've changed names as well as jobs and a few other minor things, but it is very close to reality. I...
Mouche is a character who appears frequently in my BDSM stories. Readers there seem to be fond of her, and some have asked me about her background. I've been reluctant to write about that, though, for several reasons: first, her story is rather somber compared to what I usually write; second, most BDSM readers aren't terribly fond of her kink (coprophagia);...
Cuthbert's restaurant hid on a tiny street near the Riviera county club, where the entire block thrived under a canopy of red maple leaves succumbing to the early fall. A wind picked up that evening, but the leaves still had enough guts to hold on and stain the evening light a brilliant crimson, inviting Kim to breathe deeply and flow lightly up the path to...
~~Darian~~ "... Bellerophontes." The world stopped. The air petrified, the breeze ceased, and the crickets and birds faded away. The world died around him until it was as if sitting atop a stage, lifeless. Cold crept along his skin until he thought his tears might have frozen on his cheeks. They weren't, but every sense in his body told him they should hav...
Author's Note: this story started out as a collaboration with JasonClearwater, taking Lucy, a character from his Jesse and Will story series and having her meet up with Alex, one of my characters. For those readers familiar with my Literotica world, Alex's story loosely takes up from the end of my Memory and Loss series (which is auto-biographical), could...
I hate dinner parties. But my estranged wife invited me to attend this one with her. I thought it provided an opportunity to reestablish our relationship, so I readily agreed. When I rang our apartment's door bell that Friday night, she answered the door with a small, knowing smile on her sweet face and looked better than I had ever seen her. In comparison,...
Norm My breath fogged in the February chill as I watched the hulking yellow and black earthmover bite deeper into the ground. The shovel carved out a clod of moist earth and swung its arm up and to the left to drop into the waiting dump truck. I felt tense, coiled like a spring, waiting for one of a dozen different disasters to happen: the side of the pit t...
Warning, dear readers, this is long with not a lot of sex. I have placed it in the romance category as it does involve infidelity, but it could easily sit in the LW section too, I guess. SJ. ~*~*~*~*~ I had suspected Trevor had been cheating on me for some months. Actually, if I was honest with myself, I suspected he had been cheating on me for a lot longe...
I had worked for Mr. Maxwell since leaving school, and though it mightn’t suit everyone, I’d enjoyed the last twenty years. I like living where I was born, and small-town Scotland still places commerce a rung above the more recently-invented professions. I was already as good as manager of Mr. Maxwell’s shop, with a smooth path to succeeding him on his retir...