A word beforehand: Categorization seems to be primarily important to many Literotica readers. "A World Without Men," contains an element of magical realism. It also contains lesbian sex, hetero sex, interracial sex, and a whole lot of weather and landscape. To my mind, my stories don't fit neatly into categories. Their pedigree is as muttly as their author....
The doorbell interrupted the old John Wayne western that was almost over, the clock pushing ten o'clock and my bed time, even if it was New Year's Eve. I grunted in irritation at the interruption, "Who the hell could it be at this hour?" I pushed myself out of my chair and plodded to the door in my slippers. I grudgingly opened the door and stared at the "in...
"Yo, hey Sammy!" Sam held in the cringe -- which took more energy than he normally had at this time of night -- and returned the greeting with a light wave. His supervisor feigned a gun and shot at him. Most of his coworkers, or at least those with enough coffee and Redbull in them, pretended to be shot or dodge or something to keep the humor alive. Sam jus...
Malcom rushed back through town to his house, all he wanted to do was get to his room and see what could be done about the chastity device trapping his cock. As soon as he opened the door however, Emma came rushing out of her room and looked down from the top of the stairs. "Lott...Oh it's you." She said. She didn't even try to hide the disappointment and d...
"Uhn! Oof!" Sweat poured down Tony's face. He was in a really tight spot and it was going to take all his expertise to pull things out before he totally blew it. "Uhhhn! Uhhhn!" Tasha winced, panting. Her face was shiny with perspiration as well. Tony was really giving her the business! "Oooh! Ahhh! Shoryuken!" Tony's Mortal Kombat character did a...
Urban sprawl is an incredible event to witness. Human settlement is not unlike a seething mass of ants, growing ever stronger and larger each week. 'God, it's just so ugly isn't it?' Caroline asked. The development she was staring at from the passenger seat of my car was the epicentre of my new job. The average lot was five hundred square metres and with o...
The farm had a wall. That was odd. The fields or whatever were hidden behind a high wall in back of what must have been the administrative building: this was clearly bigger than a family operation. I had no real experience with farm life, but this was where I'd be for a couple years - hopefully they didn't work us too hard. I was eighteen and had a promisi...
*** This story is set in the medieval Viking age, with elements of horror, and has MINIMAL erotic content. *** The Story Of Mist 1. Shortcomings (a tale of the Valkyrie Mist, set in Midgard) Cattle die, and kinsmen die,And so one dies one's self,One thing now, that never dies,The fame of a dead man's deeds.(Bellow's translation) Cattle die, kindred die,...
Chapter Nineteen Sunday 25 November Heathrow Airport. How John hated Heathrow Airport! Normally the crowds were unbearable, but at five in the morning on a Sunday in Winter life was relatively quiet and the arrival process brief. He had expected the intense security at Johannesburg airport, compared with which his arrival at Heathrow Passport control had i...
Chapter 8 (Final) My name is Vance and I am a werewolf. Not just an ordinary one though but a werewolf that had the title of being an Alpha. An alpha whose pack had been fractured by a rival when he had taken half of it. That half included Mrs. Banes, the woman who had turned me and subsequently made me her mate. There was also Kristen and her mate Rem. "V...