*WARNING- This story has some significant remarks related to race that might be offensive to some people. If you are sensitive to them, then please don't read this story. Because the intensity is bound to increase in upcoming parts. All characters are above 18 at the time of sex. ***** Rosabell, aged 42 and Doug Abraham, aged 45, are a rich and wealthy E...
Foreword: I'm going to shock a couple of you around there but I have to confess something. I'm not a big fan of Walt Disney's work of sweetening/softening/censoring the classics of juvenile literature. Peter Pan was written by J.M. Barrie and is a harsh tale on refusing to grow old, on the different figures of womanhood and ruthlessness of children. In the...
My thanks go out to my volunteer editor Wires for his assistance. His efforts have made this story a much better read. As always all errors remain mine. While they finished preparation for the upcoming winter Roger and his various teams of what passed for experts began working on technological improvements. They began the crude smelting of zinc, copper,...
Major Tremaine arrived early at the Indian camp. Langlade was there to meet him. "I see you didn't overload yourself. I'm impressed," he said. The Major nodded. He had not worn his bright scarlet uniform coat. Instead he had on a brown sleeveless waistcoat and his shirt and breeches though white had faded to a light gray. Not something you normally saw a B...
Please see this announcement for full details about the Literotica Writers Go West event. A big and special thank-you to blackrandl1958 for organizing the Legend's Day events. And without further ado - the stories! A Dozen Oysters by eclare A Town Called Eclipse by Lost Boy An Unfair Fight with a Known Quantity by Malraux Bad Day at the Greasy Grass by...
Uncle Billy had been living alone out in the Mountains on the West edge of the Okanogan Indian Reservation for almost 5 Months. He watched the 6 college kids as they drove across the flat plains below his Mountain retreat. They were on a trip to the sacred rock paintings down river from his cave. They had not seen him for the first 2 days they were there....
This is my submission to the Wine and Old Lace event. I went a bit back farther than most, but it still fit the parameters. I hope you enjoy. ***** I watched the settlement for six days, amazed at how inept the people were at the simple task of living. They were oblivious to their surroundings, the men stomping about self-importantly while the women, for t...
Everywhere around him, the innocuous sounds of imminent violence. The swishing of branches slapping back into place after being displaced by human forms caused Seth to cover himself in the just budding foliage beside the heavily trod path. He had been cowering in the brush for hours evading the metallic clinking of white man's implements. Whispered words, cl...
A/N 1: The story is now open to public! Please feel free to pitch in :) A/N 2: Please note that at the moment, the main path is incomplete. I aim to finish it very shortly. Serendipity is my favourite word ever. Accidentally stumbling across something, which turns out to be better than what you were actually searching for. This story is all about my serendip...
The most haunting question of my life is; should I get married to a man or woman? On the road or on computer screen, television, or wherever my eyes fall, they're searching for the men. But while masturbating, I dream of having woman most of time. If I come across a naked couple, I'll definitely stare at the male I was in love three times, but only with men....