My first submission to Literotica. An example of 'super focus:' Marital revenge. Minimal sex. I leave the angst of revenge to those who do it better. I have tried to follow my 'Three C's' of good writing: to be Clear, Concise, and Complete. Conversations have been edited. 1. Exposition All of us have them. Some are universal: your first Indian Restaurant;...
Fishing Trip [This is a work of fiction. All events and characters are ficticious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] Friday dawned overcast and with a deluge of rain that had the appearance of an all day affair. Damn! I wanted to go fishing this weekend. I know, not your usual past time for a twenty-eight year old...
A ringing phone greeted me as I walked into my house after a long day working on a highway maintenance crew, I rushed in and grabbed the phone. "Hey Baby." Announced my girlfriend. "Hey Leah, how was your day?" "Not bad, just a boring day in the air conditioned Bursar's Office." she chirped "Was it bad on the Road today?" "Brutal, we were laying down bla...
Kirsty possessed a carnal appetite the likes of which I never thought possible outside the covers of an erotic novel; it was quite simply, glorious! We seemed a perfect match and our steamy affair showed no sign of flagging. My infatuation with Kirsty had turned into genuine affection and tonight, I told her that I loved her, the words that she had been lo...
Everyone has a fantasy, even me. Mine is to be fucked by a stranger in an elevator. Let me explain why I have such a fantasy. I love to read, and many of the erotic porn tales I enjoy have some scene where a girl encounters a man, often a stranger, in an elevator and something kinky and erotic takes place. Sometimes she's groped and fingered, sometimes she's...
There was the usual small talk, as the two slowly worked there way past the gun point stage. Val told of his story of having left Halford station a little more rushed then usual and of his fathers propensity for helping the 'grounders' and of his ongoing effort, for all his intents and purposes to become one. Zeke was mostly silent save the occasional grunt...
Dear Shoeblossom: I met Mariah when she came to rent a room from me some time last year. Mariah is an engaging auburn haired court reporter, with a lovely figure, though somewhat petite. Although I told her she could call me Emmeline, she insisted on calling me Mrs. Kipps. Mariah's a quiet woman, and I was somewhat startled when I accidentally opened one o...
Disclaimer/note: Characters and setting are property of Team Ninja. This fictional story is based on Dead or Alive Xtreme 2. The story features lesbian relationships: and some days (i.e. chapters) also feature violence or offensive language. Please don't read it if you aren't old enough. ***** -Morning of Day Nine- I left a note on Hitomi's night stand an...
The great walled port city of Sirtus sat on the edge of the Mycean Sea. A many thousand ships hove into its port each day, and a great deal as many departed in the same. No market square was empty, and few pockets hung limp in the trousers of their owners. Trade boomed, honor ruled, and hearts loved. But Paolo the merchant had, as of late, found himself dis...
She stood away from the other mourners, gazing at the gravesite with her lips tightly pressed, sunglasses hiding the pain in her tear filled eyes. A man she’d loved desperately had passed away, even though it had been five years since their relationship had ended, she still had needed to come pay her respects. He watched her, studying her body language, the...