This is my first attempt at a competition story and I believe it will most likely be my last. I started this damn thing for last year's holiday competition, but didn't get it finished in time. My pal has insisted that I finish it for this year's competition. As usual I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of...
It had cost Ruth nearly all of her inheritance and hundreds of hours of time, but at last she thought she'd found her Grail. So many ads in the underground newspapers, so many trips across the world to search the fetid dark alleys and the shadows of high society's brightly-lighted towers. She'd followed leads in fourteen countries and over fifty cities, town...
It's funny how small things can change your perspective. In my case, it was a single ray of sunshine coming through a gap in the tattered curtains that didn't quite cover the window to the apartment. It was a bright early autumn morning, around 8, maybe 8:30, one of those days that makes California truly golden. First, it caught my eye, waking me up from a...
This is the first part of my first story, inspired by a friend of mine serving in the Canadian army. No sex in this one. ******************* Now a newly minted Captain, Matt Young stared out of the bar's window, looking at the rain softly flow down the pane of glass as the night took hold. After what seemed like an eternity, he quietly turned back to the b...
This is an entry in the 2008 Literotica Valentine's Day Contest. If my scene breaks or dashes look strange, because I'm using some new special characters that I haven't tried before. Everything worked fine in preview while submitting the story, but that doesn't always apply to what finally emerges in the posted story. My apologies if they're odd looking. T...
Author's Note: This story is about couples, choices and emotions. It has some sex in it, but is mostly about sex. Be forewarned, there is no real ending in the story and if you writers feel it should have an ending, please write one. Also, if you don't like stories of sharing, voyeurism, extramarital sex and the like, you really shouldn't read this one. Man...
Part 3: Love *** "Come on! That was pathetic!" I looked up from Trinh's sopping wet cunt, my entire face coated in a layered sheen of wetness from the orgasm she had just spilled onto me. This one had seemed so powerful that she was almost squirting into the air as her hips had shuddered with release. "Pathetic? I've never been so drenched!" "Oh, that wa...
Thank you for rating my stories and providing feedback. I appreciate the messages and comments and will write more chapters if there is a demand for them. ****************************** The alarm clock burst into my unconscious mind like a freight train, rudely forcing me awake. I groaned. Every muscle in my body ached from last night's punishment marathon...
This story is an attempt, possibly ill-advised, to mix erotica and mystery. It takes a while to become, hopefully, erotic and is rather long. I hope readers enjoy it. Unless the comments are negative, there will be a subsequent installment to conclude the story. This story is a work of fiction. Real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously...
*AUTHOR'S NOTE: this story won't make much sense unless you've already read Part I. ***** The fateful day finally arrived. "Mark, what should I wear?" her text read that morning. I sighed heavily at my phone. The dreaded question. Seriously. Why do girls ever ask guys this question?!? We are just going to shrug our shoulders or say something you don't wan...