I, at birth known as Caballero Spscavish, am going to be honest about my strengths and weaknesses right from the get-go. I'm good looking, purposeful, and smart. I'm socially inept (I'm probably somewhere on the autism spectrum but have never been diagnosed), completely un-athletic, and have a penchant for vengeance that isn't healthy. Because of my socia...
Warning: There is no-sex in this story. Chapter 1: Our Shadow There is nothing like a cold December morning to drive the last vestige of sleep from my body. My glasses fogged as soon as I opened the outer door. I bent forward to retrieve my handkerchief and my peripheral vision caught movement to my right, it was not close by, perhaps some forty feet away...
SMOKEY SAGAS #11: "How To Break A Bad Rabbit" ***** Well, I did one for Christmas in December 2013, so here's my little BDSM homage to Easter. There are several similarities between this and "Hell And Back" (part one)—however, this one DOES actually have a happy ending. Enjoy, Beloved Reader(s). ***** Thursday, March 21st, 2013, 4:25 p.m. In the heart...
I wrote Consequence- Judith almost a year ago but the ending always bothered me. Judith paid for her affair with Wes as she should, but I felt sorry for her. She fell on hard times afterwards, but then picked herself up and moved forward, raising her two sons and building a new life for herself. This is her story. Please forgive me for doing this but the com...
My name is Deborah, Debbie for short. I am 23 years old, and a recent graduate of a large state university in Southern California. Yes, I am the perfect image of the California beach bunny, though I don't much care for lounging about in the sun or frolicking in the sand. I'm a pretty intense and serious person, somewhat shy and reserved too, or at least I us...
Note: If any of the categories on literotica bother you, my apologies, because this story has nearly every one in it! I suppose I should've seen it coming, being a trained psychologist. But I guess it's like the painter's house that always needs painting, or the roofer who has a roof caving in. In my case, it was the wife who didn't come home. After 25...
"Inmate Fletcher, you've served just over half of your twenty-five-year sentence. I am hereby ordering your transfer from this maximum-security prison to a minimum-security facility contingent on your continued good behavior and adherence to all rules. This transfer is to be executed within 24 hours. We wish you the best of luck and admonish you not to do an...
CHAPTER 1 Buddy Baldwin was driving his old red Chevy that had more dents than a tin kettle and knowing he should be holed up writing his next book. But it was late spring with a feeling of hope in the air. He was fascinated driving through this largely undeveloped neck of the woods, although there were few trees about in an area where stones and most small...
It was a beautiful morning as we all stood on the beach, watching, as a small rubber launch made it is way in our direction. "Well ladies, it looks as if we are going to be rescued after all," I said. "I wonder how long we've been here." Natalie asked. No one said a word, but I'm sure that each one of us had asked ourselves that same question. "Who know...
Author's note: This story was an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. This FAWC was based around the theme of music, with four songs given to choose from. The song that inspired this story was...