Hello my lovelies. This story haunted me until I finally started to write it down. I will post the next chapter very soon, but since it is long with a gradual build up (it will be worth it), I thought it made sense to break it up a bit. One quick note: we flash back to when some of these characters are very young. But before anyone reads too quickly and...
"Good morning, welcome to creative writing 101, I'm Professor Donlon. You're here because you have aspirations, you want to be a successful, published author. Many of you believe you have the talent to be an acclaimed novelist. I'm here because I'd like to see you achieve those objectives." Looking at the professor I could think of many objectives I'd like...
...I'd got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and I knowed it. I studied a minute, sort of holding my breath, and then says to myself: "All right then, I'll go to hell." —Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn *** I was still on my knees when Beetlesmith began a new conversation. "Hell is neither here nor there for now. Those ends are some di...
Hotel Pavane: The Blue Orchid Program I.A. The Ivory Desk Mme. Clarisse Brionne d'Longville Arisette, an elegant and dignified French woman of a certain age, waiting anxiously for a clerk to appear at the special Ivory Desk of the notorious Hotel Pavane to check her in, so that she may quickly disappear into the safety of her room before she is spotted and...
Note: This is Chapter 4 of the Dualism series. Again, thank you for your continuous feedback. First time readers should definitely start with chapter 1. Enjoy! Chapter 4: Spirit There are days when morning wood was annoying. This isn't one of them. I was awoken by suffocation from Yelena's drooling wet pussy grinding on my mouth. My cock surrounded by the...
Editor's Note: As this story deals with the tracking of a serial killer, it contains couple of scenes of violence necessary to the plot. If this offends you, please read no further. * * * * * The phone rang and startled him from a sound sleep. Wearily, he reached for the receiver, "Hello?" and he adjusted his eyes to the dark room. It was the station, "L...
This is the story of love lost, love explored, and love found in a place least expected. It is also a mystery that involves power, money, greed, and lust. While not as graphic as most here at Literotica I hope you find it an entertaining read. I apologize for the state of the work. It still needs proofing. Please vote and comment. JPMMURPHY Chapter 3 Fo...
It was four months until the end of my senior year, and I had struggled all year to keep my moderate grade average up. I really loved all my teachers, but one made me furious. Mr. Davis was always writing comments on my exams about how I should know this, correcting all my spelling errors with bright red ink on my essays, and he would make comments to me whi...
I was lying in bed with Evangeline. That was not really her name, of course. It was early Sunday morning in a motel at the east end of Long Island. She was a graduate student at the women's college where I was a professor of English literature and composition. I suddenly recognized that I had skipped over a facet of my life that was part of my autobiography....
Author's note (IMPORTANT): This is a story set in modern times and does not include any supernatural/fantastic element. Rather, technology available nowadays (basically what's in your phone) is used to create the illusion of a supernatural power, for the benefit of the main character. How exactly this is achieved will become clear as the plot unfolds. SUM...