There comes a point in many writers' careers when they reflect on what they pen and why. I am at that point right now as I type this document. Perhaps you, the reader, are there with me. Whether or not, I hope you find lessons in these words. I hope you will understand that the opinions expressed herein are mine and that everything I say is merely a suggesti...
**** This is my first attempt at submitting some writing to Literotica. Please be kind! This is a stroke story series that contains futanari, transformation, and incest. It also includes somewhat exaggerated (though not absurdly unrealistic or hyper) descriptions of human anatomy. Most sex scenes in this series are futa on futa, or futa on women. If that's...
Punk Rock bands, according to popular belief, I'm not supposed to be into that sort of thing. Supposedly due to my skin tone, I'm supposed to like Rap, Hip Hop and Basketball. Well, I tried these things and they simply weren't for me. My name is Raul Davidson, my friends call me Ra. As in the ancient Egyptian deity known as Ra, King of the Gods. Sounds cool,...
It started with a phone call, at most inopportune time. My cell phone was blowing up while I was demonstrating my patented hucklebuck position to my cute neighbor; Jill. The constant clattering of the phone vibrating across my night stand became too much for me to ignore anymore. "Hello?" "Who's this?" a female voice inquired. "Whose phone did you call? I...
Chapter 6: The Final Submission Titus guided his motorcycle between some traffic cones blocking the entrance to a parking area off the bay. Pullovers like this were all over South Florida. They usually had views of the clear blue water, palm trees, and a couple of picnic tables with grills. This one was no exception. This one contained a little cove and was...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 4AM - Rejection "This is Dorothy Bishop. My daughter, Alaina, caught a stomach bug and won't be attending today. I can be reached at my home number if there are any questions when you get in. Thanks, and have a good day." She clicked the cordless phone off and let it fall to the floor. The phone landed and bounced as her arm fol...
Mickie James licked her lips as she approached the object of her desires the WWE women's champion Trish Stratus who was warming up for match to be the referee in her match with Ashley. "Hay Trish." Mickie said cheerily, her eyes wandering up and down the blonde's body. "Hay." Trish said, trying not to look at the woman who had brought her so much pleasure....
A love story on a gigantic scale In 1947, the Bedouin goatherd, Mohammed ad-Dhib, discovered ancient scrolls preserved in clay jars in a cave near Jericho. These scrolls represent the oldest texts of the Bible currently known to the world. In addition to the Biblical texts, scrolls and fragments of scrolls belonging to a mysterious Jewish sect were also dis...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
This is a fictional story. It is written from Eloise's viewpoint in first person. ***** 1. Hello all!! This is Eloise Schmidt. I haven't always been Eloise. I was named Brian at my birth. But by age 4, I found I liked to play with my Barbie dolls and wear Wonder Women underwear. I had an older sister (Emma) who loved to have me join her at tea parties...