(Author's Note: Dedicated to the incomparable EyeofSerpent: may your tapestry find the immortality it so richly deserves) She bent down and touched the water. It was warm. She smiled wide because Everyone knows the water near the mouth of the Amazon is as cool as the Atlantic. But it was warm to her. As warm as His touch. She laughed. Loudly. Touched her...
Beauty and the "Beast" Once upon a time a merchant set off for market, where he planned to sell some his freshly harvested weed. Before he left he asked each of his three triplet daughters what she would like as a present for their 19th birthdays. The first daughter wanted a brocade dress, the second a pearl necklace, but the third, whose name was Beauty –...
CHAPTER 21 I walked into the parking lot and unlocked the door to my jeep. "Are you coming with me?" "Where are you going?" "Oh, I thought I'd go to a bar, get wasted and drive home drunk. Want to baby sit me while I throw up on you?" I narrowed my eyes and grinned evilly at Taurin. "So, you're going home." I slid into the front seat and started the eng...
*Hey all! Thank you so much for all your support from the first chapter. It felt really good to see so many people here giving me positive feedback. In this chapter, Mike gets to spend some additional time with Naia, as well as learn a bit more about the house.* ***** A Banshee on the Porch! "Whoa!" Mike splashed water everywhere in his haste to get out o...
o0o Puck floated over the park, enjoying this pocket of nature within the bustle of the city, basking in the midday sun. It was a slightly nippy morning, but the people who had chosen to make use of this park didn't seem concerned. Over at the jungle gym, several parents or nannies watched their charges tumble about and play, and several joggers made their...
She stumbles woozily in to the kitchen from her whipping and beating, her whore's body burning and stinging. Holding on to the counter top to keep from collapsing, she surveys the food she has bought. She begins to hurry about, clicking in her whorish high heels and her whore maid serving outfit. The earrings, swaying and clinking from her ears, bounce off...
Z'mbutu's World: A Brief Primer of the world of Etlaus My interest in the Sword and Sorcery genre began in college, back before people started calling it Fantasy, or even worse, Magical Realism. But, I digress. It began with Robert E. Howard, that flaming racist and ultimately tragic mama's boy, from East Texas. Although a frightened and small-minded man i...
The more I learn of Ambrosia Ranch, Anya, the more I think I should regret. I don't know what I've gotten myself into. I should be terrified. I should be looking for a way out. But I can't shake this feeling... I think there's a part of me that thinks this might finally be something worthwhile I can do with my life. And part of me is terrified of that other...
I know there are several stories in the "How To" section of Literotica.com regarding the topic of writing erotic stories. To tell you the truth, I've never read them and I really don't plan to. So why am I writing my own dissertation on this topic? Because everyone has their own point of view. Not everyone is correct, not everyone is wrong. I just want my vo...
2012 Mia got out of the taxi. The email told her Unit4 Merchantile Avenue which cut through a trading estate outside Heathrow airport. It looked like a nondescript modern industrial unit landscaped with young saplings and low maintenance shrubbery. It was mid morning and the pale autumnal sun struggled to burn through the thick stubborn clouds. Mia was dress...