I wake up to your scent. I can feel your warmth in bed next to me. I look at my phone to see if I'm allowed to wake you yet. It's 7:45, well past your do not disturb time, so I set my phone down and snuggle my ass back against you. No response yet. I start to rub myself gently back and forth against you. I'm rewarded by a quiet growl. I smile and press my hi...
January 12, 2026 "Good morning, and welcome to Washington Journal on C-SPAN. I'm Jared Hughes. It's an unusually warm Monday morning here in Washington, D.C., and I'm glad you could join us. My guest this hour is investigative journalist Marty Fox, the author of the new book--and I apologize to sensitive viewers, but this is the title--'Fucking and Fury: Th...
Preface: I want feedback, as I want this first chapter to make you beg for the second chapter, or else I'm not doing my job. Warning, it is the first chapter of a novel. So it reads like one also. Not much "action", but I feel like it makes up for it in psychological awareness. *** Chapter 1: On my way to work The walk from my apartment to the hospital...
Working the axe as though it where a mere knife in butter, Brandon was quickly getting through the pile of logs from which he split the coming winter's fire wood. Standing astride the stump, Brandon grasped the next log to be split in his firm hand. With no effort at all, the axe was above his head and momentarily stationary before falling to the log, kindli...
This is a sort of sequel to "Interesting Weekend," through the same male protagonist and some references, but it is not necessary to have read that. At one point they were the same story, but my thinking got complicated. "Parting Gesture" was also part of this originally. * * * * * This is not exactly about lightning striking in the same place twice, but i...
Amy was really excited as she waited for Jeff to arrive Monday morning. When the doorbell rang she rushed to the door, pulled Jeff inside, and kissed him before even checking to see if he had the money. "Good morning." Amy said. "Good morning. You sure seem energetic this morning." Jeff said. "I am...I really am. I've got something fun planned for us toda...
Kind words re-invigorate a marriage. This happy tale was inspired by a great Literotica story I read recently, "Summer School" by BumbleCat. Check it out. ^^^ Bob walked stiffly down the carpeted hall of his house. He paused to stretch and the fifty-nine-year-old complained, "Oh, my aching back." He entered the kitchen jonesing for his morning coffee a...
"You've ruined my tits." Lauren wailed, as we returned to my office. "You've turned them into tiny little cartoon tits. Everyone is going to laugh at them now." "Everyone's been laughing at them for several months, you stupid bitch." I said with a look of disgust. "Look, there were two options: teabags or chicken nuggets." "You're mean!" Lauren screamed. "...
It was the barking dog that woke her, but the morning song of the lark hovering high above soon soothed her as she drifted in the light wispy dawn of sleep. Beth lay in the pleasant dreamy fog while the autumn morning brightened, sunrise silhouetting the charcoal trunks and twigs of the old twisted willow trees by the creek. The rising sun creamed dawn’s s...
...The house is a comfortable size, secluded from the beachfront by a long cobbled drive and a large, wooden gate, hiding the world within from that without. A small frontroom leading to a modern kitchen, reading room and lounge. The master bedroom sits above it all, lording the second floor with a balcony open to the sea air. Plain, austere almost. Minimali...