Q: Why do you write erotica? A: Because if I didn't put sex in my stories, no one would read them. --Anonymous Part One. The Master hated these trips into London, but they simply could not be avoided. The Thief, so peculiar in his demands, would not meet with anyone else. This was perhaps understandable in the beginning, when he was completely unknown,...
I've leveraged the Hemingway canon for a few of my stories. And A Farewell to Arms is the only one left now. That is the definitive war novel; as iconic as The Red Badge of Courage. I was hesitant to try to cover it because we don't fight wars like that anymore. But my pal Richard Gerald talked me into at least looking at it. And in the end I saw that the...
"Men surrender by lifting their hands, women surrender by lifting their knees." - Warlord Voodoo The Congo. A terrain of deep valleys covered in thickets, vines and jungle brush which services the meanderings of the indigenous wild life. Great forest trees and miles of jungle greenery are home to a myriad of wild life, some benign, some treacherous. On thi...
Author's Notes: Sorry for the wait, but here's to 2017. Enjoy! Dedicated to Chris. Go be the best damn doctor you can be. ***** Chapter 1: I sighed, taking a sip of water from the glass on my desk. I picked up my pen once more, scanning the paper in front of me. I was currently going through club paperwork that Principal Finch forgot to give me befor...
biscuit = (US) cookie Chapter Six I don't know if anyone else has had this experience, but after the Easter weekend when we had announced our engagement to the families and I had told Zena on the Tuesday, things felt different somehow at work. Before Penny met me I had dates, but always had to work hard to impress, and I think I said before, they did not...
I met Anita Frank at Modeling Class, an idea borrowed from the world of painting. Basically, like in the visual arts, students study a model but rather than draw, they write about what they see and then share their work for critical evaluation with others in the class. Anita's badly pockmarked face was crimson red as she mumbled the words from her notebook:...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2000-2007 The sexual situations in this story will be far ranging, an...
#0 I open my eyes and watch the last, hazy mist of my transition slipping away up into the air as my baptism into the Sisterhood of Light reaches its completion. "Yes, that was a lovely dip in a bath of saintly assurance," I say as the cream of my family's hard work oozes down every square inch of my naked surface and onto the sanctified cloth Mother uses...
PART ONE Before you read any further I'd like you to ask yourself one simple question: have you ever felt jealous? I mean TRULY jealous. I'm not talking about the kind of jealousy you feel when your boyfriend tells you that he got drunk at a business conference and slept with some airhead from the office, although that kind is bad enough. I'm talking about...
Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait. Real life caught up with me. As always, thank you to Chris, my wonderful editor who I appreciate it immensely, and Rille, for making sure all the foreign language checked out. Happy belated holidays! ***** Chapter 1: "Oh goddamnit..." Ricky muttered as the both of us stared down the darkened windows of the store....