Hey, just so you know: This is set in my own little version of medieval times. Also, the main character is named Chianna. Chia is just a nickname, a shortening of Chianna, so I'm letting you know now, before you ask. Isn't that efficient? Hope you enjoy! Tell me if you want more or not. -Frenchesca "Are you ready yet Chianna?" When no answer came from...
Lara leaned on the windowsill staring out into the night. It was hot. Hotter then it had been in a very long time, and there was only the hint of a breeze to stir the white lace curtains that covered the windows. A full moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the landscape in a subtle glow, and she could see her surroundings quite well. It was almost midnigh...
This story takes place between two adults in their 40's. ************** Another Thursday afternoon, another taekwondo practice. At least it was summer and she was not forced to spend the hour waiting in the small room set aside for parents. She had escaped out to her mini-van for some much needed peace and quiet. She loved her daughters, but having them...
Rumor had it, and if there was anything Eris followed it was rumors, for there was always some truth in them, that the Citadel of the Cult never slept. And there was some truth to the rumor, but the city, like all cities, did sleep. For most people. There were always guards around, yes, always trainees and newly appointed eager studiers of the old laws...
At first there was confusion. Those who heard my tale found it strange to juxtapose dreaming and waking, ancient times with modern day. They felt it strange to extract deep, philosophical truths from such a noisome rabble as ducks on a pond. There seemed no place for lyrical prose amidst every day living. What was Malachi's task? Did he come to observe a br...
Thin prisms of light break free from the cloud cover, dance through the north-facing windows of an old English inspired Tudor, bounce off the carved crystal bowl resting atop a marble table across the bed from me and come to a check-mate style stand off right there. The swirling energy of light, throbbing and pulsing against it's constraints, all dressed up...
A Tale from the Erotic Adventures of Solomon Magus CHAPTER ONE Arpakshad is a land of exotic wonders. On any given day---save the Day of Celebration, for that is when all businesses close and all the people remain in their homes, or congregate in their spiritual temples to honor their goddess, Rani---but on most other days, one can travel through the mark...
"You want me to do what?" Alicia Witt's face was counterpoint of contortions. The afternoon light shone into her agent's office, gently illuminating the faux antique furniture and ordinary trappings. She was wearing a brown print dress that brought out her lustrous red hair and beautiful blue eyes, her eyebrows were arched high in surprise at my request. A...
The following is a self-review of my lowest scored stories. I am once again participating in the Literotica 2012 Survivor Contest, where authors attempt to write as many stories in one year, in as many different categories. I reviewed my top stories back in 2006, so I figured why not review the worst in 2012! Here's the layout of the review. Place in the t...
5:00 pm I begin to prepare for the evening; I draw a hot bubble bath as I love luxuriating within the warm soapy water. I relax and let the heat warm my body. My hands roam over my breast and mound. I am imagining the night ahead with you. I realize that I need to continue getting ready, so I begin to shave my legs, my pussy, and my arms. I feel soft and si...