My name is Christine Lassiter Anderson. Life has a way of knocking you down when you think you're invincible. Three years ago, I had it all. I was married to a multi-millionaire philanthropist and investment banker, and I lived in a townhouse in Boston's Back Bay. I drove a Mercedes and I went to A-list parties. I knew actors, supermodels and top businessmen...
For the record, I never asked to be born in the Fitzgerald family. Back in the 19th Century, my great-great grandfather was a cattle rancher who had started a modest meat business that turned into an empire that made my family filthy rich. On the outside, my family was made up of successful, wealthy socialites, politicians, and doctors that gave generous do...
Beautiful was the sky today. The sun was shining brightly over the plowed field. The smell of freshly cut wheat lingered in the air, and a soft breeze carried forgotten pieces across the field. She stood there for awhile, looking over the vast horizon, wondering if she would ever leave this place. Ridiculous, she thought, no one would ever come for her. Sh...
Kara looked in the mirror and sighed. In her hand she held a magazine filled with skinny supermodels, women six feet tall barely weighing a hundred pounds. Kara looked at the pictures then back at her reflection. She knew she didn't look like any of the models in the magazine--that is unless you roll them all into one to make on large one, then you'd have Ka...
Synopsis: Two neglected and loveless young ladies accidentally catch a Cupid and they turn the tables on him Sex contents: A bit of Sex Genre: Romantic Humor Codes: FF, MF, Slow, Humor ****** A new and original story for LitErotica: VALENTINE'S DAY STORY CONTEST 2010 Thanks to my Editors, especially Dowyd, Dragonsweb and Sue, and other assorted Advance...
The reason the first alien species, Zooms, came to Earth, was not for purposes of destruction and annihilation, as many doomsday prophets had long predicted. It was not to find a new habitable planet, as many others suggested. It was not for scientific exploration, nor was it even flat out curiosity, as many optimists had opined over the years. The thing whi...
In the future, robotics and advanced A.I. become a ubiquitous part of society, aiding mankind in all facets of everyday life. However, they still retained the cold impersonal look of a machine until a new development rocketed over the uncanny valley. Grown rather than built, this new kind of being was made possible by hacking the human genome and combining b...
I was sitting in the sun at an outside table in my favourite Soho café the other day. I was using my laptop computer, writing a new submission to Literotica, when a couple of young guys sat down at the table next to me. After a while one of them interrupted my train of thought, asking me what kind of processor my laptop had. "I'm sorry, I don't know," I sa...
Friday, 11:45 a.m. One Friday during my lunch break, I was strolling through the hippie market area near my college, when an old crone approached me selling hand made jewelry or something. 'Listen, lady; I don't wear jewelry and I don't wanna buy any.' 'D'ese aint jewelry, sir; d'ese is Pagan talismans from Eire. I've got talismans f'r d'protection from...
The door slammed shut, and as the voices of the group faded away, I smiled. Sitting on a lush leather sofa, holding my fourth beer in my hand, I was feeling pretty good. I turned my head from the door to her, she was smiling that big beautiful smile that she always wore. My friend was a lucky man. "So, Jon, how are things with you?" Sitting in the computer...