"All governments are liars and murderers." ― Bill Hicks Wish I could attest ― akin to a satisfying shit ― I'm euphoric with the way things came out. However, following five cancellations and a time change, the situation went more awry than a KKK parade through South Central Los Angeles. The scenario was a pair of beautiful testicles; i.e. pretty nuts! I...
(This is a detective story and a some what dark one at that. it contains several somewhat vivid descriptions of crimes. If this is not your type of story...well...I gave a warning.) The soft tap of my cigarette on my lighter is a comfort. A Zen like feeling settles around my as the familiar sound puts me at ease. Even more so the softer crinkle sound fo...
When Adison wakes refreshed the next morning, she is witness to a very special moment. The love of her life is already awake, his black hair a stark contrast to his white face and chest. He is sprawled against the head of the bed, covered with the blanket below the chest, enchanted by his little girl, who is sitting between Adison and himself, alternately...
Prologue ■▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎■▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎■ The night was clear and cool. I was walking home from my now ex-girlfriend's place. I can taste blood coming from my busted lip, which I got when her new roid raging boyfriend saw me there. ■▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎■▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎■ "I'm sorry Douglas," She said when I got there, "But I been cheating on you with another guy or guys really. You jus...
©2020 Sal De Klerk, "The Salacious Scribe". All Rights Reserved. Final Revision July 2020 Authors Note: I originally wrote this as a writing exercise to be judged by other writers. The original draft was under 600 words. I tried to post it on Lit back when I first wrote it. Lit requires 750 words minimum for a story so it was rejected. After that, I lost...
****************** Written by a man for a woman First and second person "You and I" First off, if you're looking for just a sex story, either skip to the end or turn back now. This one has quite a bit of story. Set up so you have an idea what you're getting into: As I usually do, this story was written from a prompt written by a girl on a certain websit...
Her woods were full of gold tinged, red veined leaves. Some trees green, some trees bare. But her woods were the sort people walked through on casual journeys, the grass kept short and trimmed, almost every shrub purposely placed for the sake of decoration. The roads were paved, bridges forded the rivers and creeks, and every waterfall had a picturesque qual...
As the second day drew to a close, the great square orb in the sky slowly descending behind the distant landscape, the two stepped back to take one final look at their house before retreating inside for the night. "Looks pretty good," he said. During the day they'd expanded their one room cabin, adding on a second room for crafting, cooking, and later on,...
On Literotica the critics and their criticism can be enjoyable to read and of possible value to the author and other readers; conversely they can be incomprehensible, gross and much worse. Hmmmm – selected dictionary meanings (The Collins Dictionary and Thesaurus): CRITIC (1): a person who judges something (2): a professional judge of art, music, literatu...
Synne had often wondered what it would be like to meet one of the charming (if simple) people from the last century. The only remnants of that old group were in hospices, hooked up to virtual reality where they could their final days however they chose. Seemed almost preferable to her, contemplating the dreary landscape of Heath Colony outside her window. T...