*The familiar story, but with a twist that came suddenly to me a while ago and I couldn't resist writing it. *Literotica rules apply, which means everyone is an adult. Grandma especially so. * Chapter 01 Red woke up from a deep sleep, sat up in her soft bed, her long blond hair draped haphazardly around her shoulders, blinked her sticky eyelids slowly, y...
A tale suggested in Lit. C by a fellow author in the UK who PM'd me and suggested the idea in which I have reversed one of the genders. ***** Wicksteed's Christmas at Home. "Don't do that lads, she'll be upset," cautioned Moira with a resigned, roll eyed sigh, from the dingy kitchen, preparing a Christmas free range chicken provided free by a local charit...
Part Two: (There's a whore, an ex-wife, and a farmer each with their own demons.) I was up early the next morning. I slipped into the master bedroom and saw Caprice was still asleep; probably the Nyquil. I walked over and tapped her shoulder, "Hey sleepy head." She rolled over and gave me a lazy look, "Oh, you." I smiled as I unfastened the locks that he...
Doug had a photograph of Grandma and Aunt Doro on the beach, which he had kept on his desk throughout his four years at Columbia. Snapshots of various buddies and girlfriends had come and gone, and for appearance's sake he had occasionally also displayed a picture of his mother when he could stand to; but Grandma and Aunt Doro were there with him throughout...
Ruth arrived home from work that Friday, the ninth, at 6:35 and after checking her three messages—mother, office, mother—she grabbed a cold Yuengling and spread her mail out on the kitchen counter and started sifting through it. It had been a long miserable day at the end of a long miserable week. Michael left for the conference on Monday and was supposed...
Little Red Riding Hood Once upon a time in the middle of a thick forest stood a small cottage, the home of a naughty young woman known to everyone as Little Red Riding Hood due to her bright red hair. Red was well known in the local towns to be a complete cum slut, one who would often show up on Friday night because her mother needed her to purchase some fa...
"They look so beautiful together." "Yeah. Some pretty ass white folks." "It runs in the family." "Shittttt... not with you it don't. How the fuck are you related to them? Take a look at them and take a look at your ugly white ass." "Heyyyyy!" "Them...pretty motherfuckers. You... ugly ass, dorky ass motherfucker. Big dick or not." "Heyyy... that's not f...
Chris was already waiting at the chain coffee shop where they had arranged to meet. Jon was running a bit late today. He had woken on Alicia's couch; his daughter was staring down at him with a huge grin, dancing from foot to foot and exclaiming his name. Alicia was trying to get her ready for school, and Alison had already left for the diner. He had offer...
Author's Note: Hello everyone, I'm sorry for the late update. After being unemployed for nearly four months, I finally got a new job and I love it. The downside, however is that my schedule has changed and I'm still learning to balance work and play together. Therefore, I can't promise weekly updates like before, but I will ensure you that I will finish thi...
I'm a huge Harry Potter fan, and while studying the real history around occult magick groups, I came across something called sex magick -— magick powered by sexual attraction. As always with my obsession with weird sounding shit, I had an idea. I thought, "Oh this would be fantastic for a fantasy erotica." ... "Are you ready for the ritual?" Mikhail said....