The Walls Came Tumbling Down

Steven's mind was racing as he pulled into the driveway. "This is it," he thought, "This is when I take back some semblance of control." That is when he noticed another car in the driveway. "Damn it. Who the hell is that?" he knew it was going to be hard enough to convince Diana and Olive to have a chat with him, but now they had a guest over? "Wait a minute," Steven thought, as he began to realize that he recognized the car. It was the same make and model of the car his boss drove. She hadn't been in the office today, and neither had his direct subordinate, he suddenly remembered. He had been practically alone in the office today and kept quite busy. But there was no way she could be here...right? Steven snapped out of it and finally parked and shut off the car. Taking one final deep breath, he climbed out and headed inside. He half expected to be greeted at the back door that led to the driveway, but he saw nobody. He listened and hea

Copyright 2021 by Limnophile Permission granted to print or repost for non-commercial use if the author is credited. - In days past, very short tales were often posted as 'Flash' stories. I hope the editors allow the publication of my favorite three short creations as a group. If they do, please enjoy. - The Ledge I screamed as I fell from the ledge. I knew it was thirty-six floors down. This was terrifying, and far from quick. I saw colored dots on the street expand into tiny toy cars, then gradually get bigger and bigger. A bird looked at me, as I fell past it. I tried to grab it out of panic, though I knew it wouldn't help. The cars were looking real now. It wouldn't be much longer, ten floors to go! I felt agony everywhere, as every bone I had was broken or crushed. My blood and organs created a puddle ten times the size of my body. I even felt the tiny bones in my ears break. A truck rolled over what was left of me, making it slightly worse. I thought; "Plea

Incendiary Summer It can get sad for a moment, because now is the last month of summer .. But let's not let this blues get our thoughts) Let's have a little more fun this summer! With pleasure - Withheld by request ------ Those aren't my words. Those came from a model on the Literotica 18+ Webcam site who asked that I withhold her stage name. I always do. What a beautiful sentiment from a beautiful woman, but Sonya is my only webcam love and has cast a spell on me to try and cast this new woman out. The forces of nature are due to clash! That's a story for another time. I must let Incendiary Summer be the passion burning through me tonight. Forgive me Sonya. Tonight's fantasy is about another woman. You know what won't happen. I am completely yours when it comes to that. Fantasy time: ---------------------- Gerard "Gerry" Stevens was a rich man. A very rich man. He had started as an importer of tropical fruits and nuts and now sat atop one of the

This is my entry for the Summer Lovin' 2021 Contest, inspired by a recent vacation to a favorite beach house of ours. If you enjoy it ... and if you enjoy other entries as well ... please do vote and/or comment and let us all know! The sunsets looking west across Lake Michigan can be absolutely amazing. It's one of the few places in the U.S., save for the west coast, where the sun sets down behind the flat horizon of a large body of water under an expansive sky. For the 65 years that I have been coming to this family cottage, originally purchased by my grandparents and now shared by my siblings and a set of cousins, sunset after dinner has always been one of the very best moments of the day. Tonight's version is really spectacular. Bright red at the horizon, streaks of red, yellow and orange stretching up into the air, and a softer rose hue to the clouds way up high. My wife Kaci and I have been here for close to two weeks, and we're heading home tomorrow. A few other

Notes: 1) If you see this version of the story anywhere other than Literotica it isn't supposed to be there. 2) Because of shorter chapters, this is being posted in chunks. ***** *Sixty-one* The elf with unsettlingly large eyes of bizarrely indeterminate color stared back at her and tilted its head slightly. Syreilla nearly jumped when she realized he was imitating her. "Get to know each other later." Odos had a hand over his face as she glanced at him. "Little Rook, this is Finwion. If you've heard any of the old elven stories of the clever boy, this is who they were talking about." "I've never heard any." The elf made a peculiar gasping sound and even Odos looked surprised. "You never told any elvish stories, old man, and the only story I heard as a small child was how I was a horrible hideous wretch for not being a boy and that it was my fault the elf wanted nothing to do with my mother." She gave the appalled elf creature an apo