This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Ever since I was a little girl I, Amy, wanted to be a Mom. I played with dolls every day, my large ornate dollhouse was my best present ever, I loved babysitting for neighborhood or family kids, and I was unabashedly feminine. I guess that I was a throwback. I honestly -- I cannot repeat this more -- honestly am proud of all of the women who are great athlet...
This is a short story inspired by the recent hit lyric. I know it doesn't fit the story that inspired the song but it struck me as a good title for a "Loving Wife" story. There is no sex and little back story. After all, it is a short story. Enjoy. Lyrics from country songs seem to jolt my creative process. And I am not creative in any real sense. I live to...
Alexander struggled up from the dark floating surrender of sweet unconsciousness. Images flashed through his mind as he fought back the sirens call to simply continue floating in the comforting black nothingness. Stumbling down the embankment. The feeling of helplessness. Stones biting into his knees as he wrestled with the unyielding door. Finally pulli...
My family was fairly close growing up with all of us becoming partners in my father's financial services business. I had one brother who was fourteen years older than me and married while he was very young. He and his wife Melody had two sons with the first being born when I was only five years old. His second son would come a year later giving me nephews th...
Maja Allen. The leg and arm were mostly healed now, and my face was as good as it was going to get. I waited until everyone was in bed, then packed my few remaining belongings into a small rucksack. I inhaled the scent of my small teddy bear and placed it in last. I pulled on my leathers, ripped now up one side, but still serviceable. I tucked my knife int...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
The Dark Elf Town had schools for its children secluded from the main population of debauchery. Unusual for the species, the dark elves gave free education to every child they could, and the training was quite secular, modest and mundane, from homemaking to sciences for those that could afford the mental capacity. Of course, the majority of the children wh...
My thanks to Randi for the invitation and to Literotica for being here for us. And thanks to Randi for her editing. NOTE: Although a certain amount of research has been undertaken, I make no guarantee as to the accuracy of any technical or legal points in this story. Which is fictional, of course! I hope you will enjoy this and every other Magical Mystery To...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed in this story are not real people. Any similarity between characters and organizations and real people is purely coincidental. Thanks to all who read Chapters 1 and 2 and provided criticism. It is always welcome...even the criticism that hurts. After conferring with some buddies, I acknowle...