Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. I would like to thank all the readers who favored or kindly reviewed my first outing and particularly rnebular for encouraging me to write again. In no small part, this story is for you all. Since it has a science-fiction setting, it obviously won't have any autobiographic musings or settings, but I did try to keep t...
This story is in response to the original author's, whiteone_redone, invitation to write our own version of chapter 2, which deals with the actions of the characters after Paul has discovered his wife is having an affair and she has confessed that she is in love with her lover. Whiteone_redone wrote his version, of course, and I urge you to read his story, i...
This story is a bit long. If you're looking for a lot of sex you won't find it here. There is only enough sex to make the story work. My reason for writing was to show how decisions we make affect more than just ourselves. I hope you enjoy it and appreciate any and all comments. ***** She walked out the door. I knew it was going to happen. It had been com...
My name is John d'Eaux, pronounced like the female deer. Please don't try to make a funny joke about it. I assure you, I've heard them all and they weren't funny the first time. My ancestors came from France. Leave it at that. My folks died when I was little, leaving me to be raised by my Uncle John, a successful stockbroker and confirmed bachelor who hadn'...
Greetings, readers! This story is another one-shot story I've written for Literotica's 2017 Summer Lovin' contest. I hope you will read, and if you enjoy it, I'd appreciate a five star rating. Thanks for your readership! * "I don't know, Bobby... are you sure I'll like this?" "Come on, Jaime. Don't leave me hangin' girl..." "But, I'm not sure what to do?...
Author's notes: All creatures Demon, Angels or otherwise are thousands of years old and if not, at least 18. Humans are at least 18. Writing is Canadian English so colour vs color and neighbour vs neighbor are normal. This was written for Geek Pride Day publication but I lost track of it and had to rush it at the last minute. It hasn't been fully edited or...
"But why? I make really good money. Why would you want to try something so risky and jeopardize our future?" he asked in that quasi-patronizing tone of voice she despised. "I know you do. You're very talented. I was just thinking how good it would feel to own my own business," she replied politely not wanting to start another argument. "A food truck isn't...
I glanced over at her for the fiftieth time. Two rows ahead of me, two machines to the left. I quickly forced myself to look back at the row of TVs hanging from the ceiling, not wanting her to catch me looking at her again. Not that she had any idea I was even alive, mind you; maybe I was more afraid of being embarrassed by someone else catching me ogling th...
Day 45 Jon's alarm jolted him out of slumber with its hateful buzz. Blinking his eyes into focus, he rolled away from his wife to slap the darn thing off. Whether he really wanted to be, he was awake right now; the adrenaline coursing through his system guaranteed that. It was the same alarm clock he'd had back home, and all through college and most of high...
Let me start by saying I love teachers. Many of my dearest friends are teachers. Y'all have a depth of patience that I cannot begin to fathom. This story came about in 2014. Several nights in a row the news told me of some new case of a teacher messing with a student. Ten cases, eight were perpetrated by females. Even as I wrapped the story up news broke of...