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Pleasure in the Pillory Ch. 05

by adoration on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My ordeal was not yet over, Charisma "staked" me out on the rubber sheet for my final hour's fun and games, leaving the wicked breast "pillory" on me. No sooner had I been pinned onto the sheet than Charisma enjoyed herself licking me to a noisy orgasm, while my employer, Patricia, amused herself by giving me some whip strokes with the little titty torturer...

Almost Pt. 04.2

by danoctober on Sep 18, 2017
Romance

"Do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength to endure a difficult one" ― Bruce Lee * By 9:45 am Saturday morning, Agent McDonald and Agent Smith had left one of the Agency's satellite offices located behind a dry-cleaning laundry in the center of the downtown section of the busy Metropolitan City. Both agreed on a drink. Problem was, Agent Smith w...

Lapdancing Girlfriend Ch. 06

by DoccisFan on Jun 25, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

***In Memory of Doccis, a great writer with an even greater imagination. The previous Chapters can be found on Doccis's Literotica page*** Author's Note: It is recommended to read the previous chapters of this story if you have not done so already to better understand the storyline and characters... * Jen's mind had been focused on nothing but sex since...

JAA Ch. 03: The Kings Undoing

by Zeb_Carter on Mar 12, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Copyright ©2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Copyright Holder/Author. Note: This is the third in the John Abernathy series. There is no sex in this story. I will be posting other John...

Back to the X-Files Ch. 1

by foxmulder on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

For this story to work your going to have to pretend That everything on the x-files takes place ten years earlier. * * * * * Washington D. C. Oct 19 1985 9:30 am Scully walks into the basement office and yells Mulder you here. No one answer, and thinks I guess not Scully says and sits down at Mulder's desk. She sees a note, Scully had to go up to s...

Only Time Ch. 03

by WifeWatchman on Jul 6, 2020
Novels and Novellas

This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...

An Avenger's Consequences

by terminatrix92 on Mar 19, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Part 9 of my 'An Avenger's..." Black Widow series. This story takes place between Captain America: Civil War and Avengers: Infinity War. ***** Creeping through the solitary darkness, the Black Widow gradually emerged from the shadows. Slipping through the open courtyard, the redhead vaulted over a high fence before dropping down into a sea of endless shipp...

The Wrath of the Daemon Ch. 03

by aka_Mike on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Author's Note: If you are a brand new reader to this series, or are just curious as to the reading order into this series, check out "...Of the End of D" in the Non-Erotic section of the website. The down and dirty list of the reading order can be found in my biography section. There is a lot of shifts in points of views in this story, that is going to get...

Passing Airport Security

by TheItalian on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

I was flying from Providence to San Diego on the Saturday before Easter. I did not realize that this was such a low-volume travel day until I arrived at the airport for my 1:30 flight at 11:15 am. There was no line at the TSA check-in. I handed my boarding pass and drivers license to the young TSA representative. See looked at my documents and looked at me...

Verbrecherjagd

by Alex97 on Feb 8, 2018
Non-English (dated)

Es ist dunkel. Vor mir auf dem Tisch brennt nur eine Schreibtischlampe. An der Wand tickt eine Uhr. Ich stehe auf. "Rede endlich!" fordere ich mein Gegenüber gereizt auf. Sie zupft ihr Top zurecht, das etwas nach unten gerutscht war. Ich setze mich wieder hin und nehme einen Zug von meiner Zigarette. Tick... tick... tick... Das einzige, was im Raum...

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