Her long, elegant fingers masterfully worked the charcoal as her younger, "stupid" brother played in the corner with blocks and sticks. Arimeste glanced around the room. Her teacher, Plato, was quietly pondering over some ancient clay tablet. "Done." she said, in a slightly arrogant tone. The old man looked up, incredulously studying her...
(If you enjoy this story please consider leaving a comment saying what it was you liked, or would like to see more of. Feedback really encourages writers to add more threads!) You are Bob, a freelance journalist, scraping a living writing terrible pieces for the worst magazines, tabloids and websites. When you started out you had dreams to making your name b...
My eyes stare at the keel. The quiet water is lapping the keel of the boat. Do boats make love? And why shouldn't they? Now, thinking over it, the water is licking the keel while the outboard penetrates the water. Yes, boats make love with water. The water is lightly rippled, like hips wigging slowly, like mine in fact. Venice is like a lover and that's wh...
His eyes scanned the small alley. The cliché and proverbial scene lay sprawled before his translucent brown orbs: steam rising from a manhole to paint the gothic scenario of a torn down, worn out neighborhood where only the strong could possibly hope to survive and thrive. His movements were timed, planned and deliberate: and he was going nowhere in a hurry...
It's late, but not a long walk to your apartment. It's not a familiar part of town to you, but the GPS has yet to steer you wrong, and it's still moderately light out, in spite of the hour. A left turn here, crossing the street, and then it should just be a few more blocks until you're home and able to kick back and relax. You're dressed in normal attire, a...
The elevator doors opened to reveal an empty cab. Jared entered, holding a coffee in one hand while the other rested on the strap of his laptop bag. He selected 14 on the panel and returned to the center of the elevator. "Thank God," he sighed, both at the fact of his being alone and it being Friday. The cab doors closed and the elevator began pull...
In this chapter you will see Jess make her appearance in this story. Jess is the main character in my short stories titled Ring of Wishes and Ring of Wishes Ch.02: Jess's End. My reasoning in doing this is that I wanted to do something that probably hasn't been done on Literotica before as I am linking two stories together. This chapter is going to be shorte...
Hey all, Annabelle here with the latest installment. The first half of this chapter is a flashback from Beth's perspective, so you are going to want to read from the beginning if you are new to the series. To that end, have you ever had to keep a secret? Even though I am busy, I still read every comment, every email I get. And so many of you have asked this...
Note to readers: This is only the first half of the story, as it's too long to post all at once. If you like it, I'll put the rest on afterwards. The language may be coarse, but if you're familiar with my work, that's how it is. :) * 1 Deep in the swamps, the ground moved as if it was breathing. It rose up and back down like a living entity. Beneath laye...
Another exciting Sunday night. "Goodnight honey" she said as she pecked him on the cheek. As soon as Susan left the room, Peter closed the spreadsheet he had been pretending to work on when she'd walked in. The web site he'd been looking at appeared and with the collection of amateur photos he'd been looking at. He was particularly fond of one girl in parti...