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A Walk to The Paradise Garden

by sack on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Note: The title is shared by a wonderful piece of classical music by Frederic Delius. If you can acquire a recording, you will find this story mirrors the music, and with a little luck, when the music stops, the tale will be near the end. This story is dedicated to the exquisite Honey123, her contributions to Literotica are priceless, and I will always cove...

The Journal of a Connecticut Yankee Ch. 08

by Bonodono on Oct 8, 2018
NonHuman

Authors Note: Well we are all caught up now aren't we? This will be the last Yankee chapter for a while as I work on the Home Improver side of things. Don't worry, Donnie has plenty of story left. As many of you can guess this story mirrors June's Revenge and has a different side to things one might say. I would like to take the time to thank everyone for th...

Columbus Day Pt. 04

by MikesMc on Sep 25, 2018
Romance

Ten years earlier... 8:13 am. A police cruiser is double parked in front of the twenty-two-story Marriott hotel at Broadway and Market Streets in downtown St. Louis. From my fourteenth-floor office across the street, I can see two tiny figures emerge from the car and walk with purposeful strides toward the entrance. The officers disappear into the hotel lob...

Floating in a Sea of Cock

by Kiss_The_Snake on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

I woke up to the feel of my wife's hand on my ass. I was lying on my side, facing my nightstand, my buckwheat hull-filled pillow under my belly. It was early. A little light was seeping in through the curtains, but it was still mostly dark. The room had a dim, somber feel to it and the house was silent. As I rolled over in her direction her hand slid up,...

Velvet Love Ch. 08

by virgofemme on Nov 24, 2017
Interracial Love

"What's all this?" Gazing at the breakfast that Jeneda had set up, Dane lifted his brows and checked out the food. "Your morning meal." Decked out in a halter style apron with patterned skirt, Jeneda searched his expression and eagerly waited. "Do you like it?" As if determining whether he did, Dane allowed his eyes to pass over the cornucopia of food whic...

Fun House Mirrors

by oldhornywriter on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Author's Note: The primary version of this story, "Why Don't You Just Fuck Me?" was written from the husband's perspective: what he saw, what he felt, what he thought he knew. The following three stories mirror the primary, but are from the female's perspective. They go to the facts that there is a lot going on that we (guys) don't know, and that what we see...

Split in Time Ch. 06

by whitesabretooth on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...

Overly Familiar Ch. 03

by marx810 on Mar 9, 2020
NonHuman

"That's...that's just..." Laila stammered before almost jumping on Matt to embrace him. "Thank you!" Despite her happy demeanor and the joy that he could feel from her, Matt could feel something else as well. "What did I do wrong?" Laila broke the embrace and sighed, looking longingly as her wings. "I...appreciate you giving me my grace back. It's amazing....

Mirror Lake Ch. 04

by roftlheory on Mar 6, 2018
Erotic Horror

AN: This is the last chapter of the Mirror Lake story. What did you guys think about the weekly uploads? If people like it I may incorporate it into my future stories. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think of the story in the comments! ***** I picked up my pace, now desperate to find my way home. I heard a branch snap behind me and I turned to...

Mirror of Love

by writelove on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The phone jarred me awake from the first good sleep of the week. It was Wednesday and already I was feeling myself droop at work. I needed sleep, craved it the way a man crawling around in a desert dreams of a glass of ice water. Creating imaginary worlds was a difficult task and without sleep ... "Hello." My response was loud in the quiet house. "Sorry."...