There are a lot of things in this universe which are simply unexplained. Fortunately, what I am doesn't have to be one of them. You see, I am the First of my Kind. Throughout the ages, we've been called many things. Those who walk in darkness. Blood drinkers. Vampires. Night walkers. Many think of us as revenants, coming back from the dead to drink the blood...
The right path in life isn't the one you choose, it's the one that chooses you. My name is Charlene Dickinson and I have a story to share with you. It's about how I found, lost and regained purpose, and eventually discovered what I was truly made of and who I was meant to be with. I was born on November 9, 1990, in Salt Lake City, Utah. My sign is the Scorpi...
Really, this is one of those situations that I've heard of so many times that it actually contributed to my impetus to start writing about all of this. I recently received a mail from a man in a long term relationship requesting advice. He indicates that while this relationship of his is healthy and solid, it's also exclusively vanilla, and he wishes to expl...
1 A Writer's History: By the time of writing this article I have published eleven stories for Literotica's Incest category. I have two more that are mostly written. And just like with every other erotic story I wrote, I sat at my desk straining in my pants and finding it very hard not to just whip out my cock and start pumping like a rampant sex fiend. Tha...
Dear John I had a bit of an adventure in Vanuatu three or four weeks ago. I was staying at the La Lagon resort (thank god the company pays!) and was having a quiet drink by the pool and watching a wedding down on the beach. It must be a popular thing - lots of Aussies apparently come over to get married there. It was only a small wedding party - you know ho...
It's my body and I can do whatever I want with it, isn't that one of the most sacred mantras of the feminist movement? As a Muslim woman from the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the heartland of Islam, and a fledgling feminist, I have often butted heads with my well-meaning but ill-informed and at times, culturally clueless western friends. To me, there is more t...
An old joke retold. Shuttlepilot inspired this farrago, but you can blame me for all of it. "Mother-fucker!" The pencil slammed into the glass panel of the office wall, point-first. It fell, rapidly joining its brethren on the floor. No problem, Kali had a lot more pencils. Although all her work was done on the computer, she still ordered pencils by the ca...
You know how one event can trigger a chain reaction that massively alters the future? As one college student wrote in their bluebook during a history exam, "The First World War was caused by the assignation of the Arch-Duck by a surf, and ushered in a new error in the annals of human history." The Third World War was caused by one nutjob killing a leading...
This is about the halfway point in the tale of Dr. Michaels and Jason. Let me know in the comments if you like it so far and want more! ***** Dr. Michaels had two cans of coffee for breakfast and drove into work simultaneously exhausted and jittery. She had a cigarette walking to class, but that just made her feel even worse. By the time she stood before h...
Save your breath, the firefighter told me as she tried to help me out from the rubble. I looked at the tall, crimson-haired and brown-skinned young Black woman, whose lusciously dark skin was covered with soot, and fought back the urge to smile. I don't breathe, I thought smugly and took the hand she offered. Fires in large apartment buildings like this can...