Marphisa sighed as she pulled into the driveway of her mother's home. It had been seventeen years, but the idea of having yet another family get-together that included her mother's boyfriend, Piero, still repulsed her. When Marphisa had first met him, Piero had only been in his early twenties, about ten years younger than her mother. The whole situation hadn...
This story was written with affection for a friend of mine. It's short and sweet. I hope y'all like it as much as he does. * * * * The Birthday Present She was waiting for him when he came home from practice. It was late; the kids were sleeping at friends' houses. They were alone in the house, she had arranged it carefully. It was his birthday and they'd...
Michael and I have been friends for ages. We first met in primary school and had sort of been running in tandem ever since. We're both eighteen now and seem to be heading in different directions with our lives but we still see each other quite frequently. When Mike rang and suggested we take a hike up in the hills through our old stamping grounds I thought...
Spencer Reid sat on the nondescript bed with his head in his hands, staring through his palms at the ugly, patterned carpet. The case had been one of the bad ones, really really bad. One of the ones with little kids. He shuddered at the memory of what the unsub had been doing to their helpless little bodies and began to cry softly as he lost the battle to ke...
It was an amazing night. Jane had been fulfilling one of her more extravagant fantasies. The night at the casino had been just as she had dreamt it. She had only played a couple of games, the roulette and blackjack and had only gambled what she had been prepared to lose – mostly losing, of course, but not losing everything. She had worn her slinkiest dress,...
Author's notation: Generally when I write a story, my usual preference is to complete it. Then, during my first edit, go through the storyboards and see if there are sections where adding a sex scene would be useful.. Explaining a character's background or maybe their lack of character. Setting up for late actions or trying to fill in past scenes that need t...
This is a story mixing some real life experience and some fantasy as well….and I won't tell what is true and what is fantasy. I was about 22 and a relationship with a girl had just broke before summer. So I spent a week alone in Ibiza. My hotel was near the capital of the island and Ibiza is quite well known in Europe for wild parties and hot clubs and disc...
Author's note -- Feedbacks are always welcome; please don't forget to put your email address. *-*-* Barely fifteen days after Kevin was born, Mary took a new job at a place far from home. Setting out early in the mornings, she returned late in the evenings, leaving her newborn infant in the trusted care of her widowed mother. Each morning she kissed her s...
"America and Britain are two nations divided by a common language". So said George Bernard Shaw. Or possibly Oscar Wilde. Or was it Winston Churchill? Anyway, there's a lot of truth in this statement, and it's something I'm never more aware of than when I'm writing a submission to Literotica. (Mark Twain maybe?) For those poor deprived souls not yet familia...
~This is finally the last chapter of the Immortal Slave series; however that doesn't mean this is the last you'll see of Saber. There's a lot more to his story, and who knows, I may write some of it if the incentive is strong enough, after all, Saber IS immortal. Thanks to those that stuck with this to the end~ Time in general was a concept that was comp...