[Author's Note: When this story was nearly completed I realized that parts of it have a very strong resemblance to certain scenes in H. Jekyll's wonderful story, "Truth and Marriage". Thanks and apologies to H. Jekyll for the unintentional borrowings.] It was Wednesday, October 22nd. I stood in the shower, letting the hot water pour over my head. I'd be...
As with most of my e-rotica, this one is a story with sex rather than the other way around and thus does not have an immediate climax....so to speak. Chapter one received criminally low scores from downvoters (placing it in the ranks of stories that repeatedly misspell "orgasm" and have no compound sentences) apparently upset at the story's title, neglecting...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Sorry about the delays between releasing the last few chapters. The text for this story was written over a number of years and includes many small mini chapters and journal style handwritten entries which need...
Chapter One Capua, Italy 73 B.C. They were finally free. No longer would they be forced to fight and fuck for the amusement of the Romans. Yet, their journey had only just begun and the worst of the hardships still lay ahead. Only 73 Gladiators managed to escape Battiatus' Ludus, as well as several female slaves and the Ludus' medico, out of the 200 men...
For me, the summertime was our season for pillow talk. Ripe with erotica, maybe it was the warmer weather that necessitated wearing fewer clothes and my wife, Gloria, walking around in a bikini and attracting the leering looks of men that inspired my dirty thoughts about her. For whatever the reason, during our pillow talking sessions, I told Gloria all that...
An uncommonly cool breeze stirred dying leaves across the cobblestone paths of the village. Lamps within windows were snuffed; only the torches at the bridge and before the tavern cast any light upon the ground. Shadows were plentiful, and within those shadows strode the Spectre That Walks. Bagdemagus enjoyed this time of night, when the village was quiet a...
This is a tale that primarily set in the middle seventies. It was half a generation removed from the civil rights movement. I live in a small county in a middle Southern state and I remember it well. Even now, racism is still present, but it seems more directed at the mass of illegals that has flooded the area. I could have put this in interracial, or mayb...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. Here's something different, as a nostalgic ode to my youth playing Dungeons & Dragons, Pendragon and other pen-and-paper role-playing games. I know I am no bard but I tried my hand at an Arthurian idyll. I hope you enjoy it. 1. The errant and the prisoner "Great God! Cadfael, should I die today I would do so knowin...
This will be the final chapter of the collaboration between Rachael and I and the end of book one...Rachael will continue on with book two of Desiree's Adventures and her writing can be found under her literotica nom de plume of rrswede. We both appreciate the feedback and comments. All characters are fictitious and bear no resemblance to any person living,...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Be advised, this is a story about a cuckold couple told from the point of view of their bull. As some of you know of my stories, it is not conventional to the genre. I push boundaries and question everything and everyone. All my characters are flawed and have to deal with their own failings. Some rise a...