What time was it? Where was I? Why was I flying? Are those trees, mushrooms? All these thoughts crossed my mind when I awoke from my unconsciousness. I am definitely flying, that much was certain. What else do I remember? My name? Yeah, I think I'm pretty sure about that one. My name is Cyrus. I come from the eastern corners of the land of the Order. Thoug...
My line sighed through the warm, still air over the stream. Back and forth... me, the amateur, trying for the first few times to lay down a fly where there might be a trout. At least I hadn't hooked myself in the butt yet! I let it settle on the mirror-like surface. It lit too soon, therefore too close to the bank. Damn! From a few feet away, my host, Cr...
This story is posted on the Literotica website and the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. There are 18 chapters to this saga and I strongly encourage you to read them continuously (at least the first time around). I think you will find it fun and funny at times, but don't be misled; this is not a...
Thank you all for all of your positive response. It was amazing. I hope you enjoy the second part of Gina's adventures as much as I enjoyed writing them. Again, thank you for all your wonderful feedback. ***** Sandra took Gina by the hand as they walked down to the lobby from their balcony suite, the front desk clerk was a sweet young woman with the most p...
My cell phone rang in the hotel and since I was in the shower my husband answered it. We were beach front on the azure waters of Grand Turk in the archipelago of the Turks & Caico's Islands so I did not expect it to ring. We were on the island for a week of diving and chilling. As busy professionals we just wanted to unwind and have a good time. "Who was it...
The wager was made after several rounds of whiskey. It was a serious bet made after our protagonist asked for an up or down vote on the "fuckability" of various women colleagues. Thumbs up, thumbs down. There was no office slut as such, but there were the flirty ones, the busty ones, the long-legged short-skirted ones. There were a few disagreements, voices...
[Another one of my 'other' works, I know people hate my writing by now but here it is, English imperfect and all. The ones that continue to spam my mail box with their perverse excuse of education on what English literature is should know that their hate is being redirected into my writing. Thanks for that. I love to see people however email me with their th...
"What a shitty way to start my assignment." Corporal Al Brock thought to himself as he climbed out of his escape pod. He had been on the fast-track to a promotion back in the Core Systems Military but had wound up running afoul of a hardass General during a wargames trial that hadn't gone as well as he'd hoped. The General had made a blunder, but rather than...
I'm Desiree, and I'm a dancer. No, not a ballerina. And you won't see me in Broadway shows. Or backing up singers at rock concerts. The dancing I do is a bit more...exotic. Yeah, okay, I'm a stripper. Strippers traffic in fantasy. We embody fantasy. We facilitate it. We act it out. We ARE fantasy. Our audiences (usually men) see something in us that they wa...
Their conversation had been wide-ranging and multi-faceted, wonderfully refreshing and satisfying. Dinner itself had been exquisite, the table as private as they'd hoped, the food superb - filet mignon, kale Caesar salad, turnip soufflé, and a bottle of intense, almost tannin-less syrah. Due to familial training, Taylor had very seldom tasted wine, but even...