Lantana Historical Range Stories

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Lust is a Purple Haze

by Scheherazade on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She stares at the purple lantana, its delicate flora spread amongst railroad ties and dormant rose bushes. In the middle of winter, tiny amethyst flowers blanket the barren landscape everywhere, and she is drawn to the serene hue. She breathes in the fresh cold air, allowing her eyes time to capture the full beauty of the moment and transport sensory percept...

Scarlet

by scarlettzahara on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The way she is suspended in the air and spiralling the pole is centrifugal. The way she lies at the heel of your boot, with an ankle twisted around the metal, is languid. The way she prowls, with you as her prey, is feline. When Scarlet and Abbegail dance and when they move and when they breathe, they are ecliptic. They sprawl in the same way that rain...

Nectar Before Pleasure

by Cryoliss on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As the sun sets the ocean breeze becomes cooler with the coming night. And just in time as well now that I was at the entrance of my apartment. Before I could even step in to the building the faint scent of my favorite drink tickled my nostrils. The warm smell of coffee seemed to drive me, instinctively, to move faster. The fragrance grew stronger as I enter...

The Ability to Tilt at Windmills

by gauchecritic on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This story is the result of a challenge thread about Time Travel which may lead to a future chain story here on Literotica. This particular story has little 'erotica' and very little actual science although it is entirely fictional. The pre-story 'introduction' is by slyc_willie. * The Temporal Management Agency was established in 2004 once it was determin...

Possession, Obsession

by nymphe delphique on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She stares at the lush purple lantana, its delicate flora spread amongst railroad ties and random quiescent rose bushes. In the middle of winter, tiny amethyst flowers blanket the barren landscape, shadowing gray dormant trees reaching for the indigo darkness. She is drawn to the serene hue, breathing in cold fresh air, her eyes drinking in the full beauty...

Full Marks

by FreeAsInFreeUse on Aug 19, 2015
Fetish

"All right, Audrey, James, you're up!" I snapped out of my daydream upon hearing those two names. Audrey and James had been part of my seminar this past semester and were the next study group to give their end-of-term presentations. Having already gotten through mine, I had slowly drifted away into a sort of waking coma, not caring one bit for what...

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Movies and Memory Ch. 01

by gunhilltrain on Oct 31, 2018
Reviews & Essays

now look, Captain, I want the walking wounded at their posts, we can't spare a man, if these Huns knew our ranks were thinning they'd eat us alive and rape our women and children and, god help us, our pets too! Charles Bukowski Stomping at the Savoy I once saw an interview with a young Matt Dillon in which he was asked about the first movie he had ever seen...

Huddled Together Ch. 04

by WritersUnblock on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 4 - Recuperation. ***** Author's Note Many thanks to my amazing editor – T Boy. You are a diamond in the rough my friend. ***** Morning came. John woke to Anny's warm body having moved down beside him, nestled against him with his arm wrapped around her. He woke her gently and they kissed again, remembering the exchange they had shared the night be...

How to Write a Novel

by RC_of_Doom on Sep 13, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Obviously, step one in writing a novel, get an idea. Authors get the question all the time: "How do you come up with your ideas?" Assuming you're not one, I can answer that: Formal viewpoint. Or a functional mentality. For example, Forbes Magazine had a front page cover about how al-Qaeda was losing money, and it suggested that Osama needed a new business...

Stella Disarmed

by xxPAPERBACKWRITERxx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS. A brisk south wind swept Washington Street as I walked to the livery stable to get my horse. I planned for a long ride into the country to see a snake-bite patient. Drought conditions existed at the time, and the cool winter temperatures were long past due. The wind felt good against my skin. But as I neared the stable it look...