Chapter 1 – "Then It Begins" The luscious Asian writhed her lithe figure up and down the man's body, squealing in muffled contentment. Her smooth tanned skin was covered in perspiration and her breasts bobbed up and down as she ground her ass against him. I quickened my pace, my wrist starting to burn from sheer exhaustion. The hottie on my computer...
***In Memory of Doccis, a great writer with an even greater imagination. The previous Chapters can be found on Doccis's Literotica page*** Author's Note: It is recommended to read the previous chapters of this story if you have not done so already to better understand the storyline and characters... * Jen's mind had been focused on nothing but sex since...
Author's Notes: Here is another quick little 'simple tale' that has become a multi-story arc. 'Shifting Gears' is the second story in the tale of Kyle MacDenny. Minimal effort is made here to explain the backstory so I highly recommended you read the stories in the following order: Shifting PrioritiesShifting Gears...the conclusion (to be named at a later...
THE LAST THING I NEED IS ANOTHER INTERN "You've gotta be kidding me. No! I put up with that for four months last year." My voice was somewhat stern, almost belligerent as the words spilled out of my mouth. Without even realizing it, I had slammed my hand down on the top of the desk. It's not the way most people would talk to their direct report on the job s...
This story, though seemingly unrelated, is the second part of the trilogy that was begun with Tender Mercies. The series ends (presently) with The Chaos Blade. Part 1 : Yamara Chapter 1 Darkness. Darkness and pain, my first memories. Hiding in the closet of the room my mother and I shared while she conducted her business. I was too young to know what she...
A BLUE CHRISTMAS In July ChloeTzang created an event "In a Sunburned Country" and invited writers to write a story based in Australia timed to coincide with the Melbourne Cup, which is about as important to Aussies as New Year's Eve is to Scots, St Patrick's Day ... etc etc. This is my rather irreverent but affectionate offering in my attempt at narrating...
The Invictus lifted off the landing pad on Sequathis' upper platform, retro-thrusters blazing bright orange amidst the blue glow from Brimor's sun. Alyssa banked the sleek battlecruiser around, departing on their initial approach vector, rather than just pointing the nose skyward and blasting them into orbit. The reason for her careful manoeuvre was not in d...
Author's Notes: Rising above the station one is born into is not only a measure of financial success but demonstrates a profound strength of character. Overcoming the forces that maintain social stratification can seem insurmountable. Those with the will to succeed, the resilience to persevere, and the intelligence to distinguish true opportunities from fa...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 2' is a continuation of my surprisingly well-received first attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. Obviously, I learned nothing from the first as, in this story, I continue to ride roughshod over preconceived notions and the 'established guidelines' of the genre. Mea Culpa. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the ba...
Summary: A proud black MILF is gradually dommed by a racist white coed. WARNING 1: This story includes politically incorrect terms (chief among them the infamous N word, and unlike the term of ironic respect it's used as in my stories about whites submitting to blacks, in this story it's used as it commonly is by racists, as an epithet). If such words or co...