When I come to, there seem to be many people in the room. I am being examined by a doctor. I think to myself, I am alive! For once in my life I am grateful that, like many redheads, I faint easily. I feel extremely happy. I won the battle with this man, this monster. I got him to fuck me hard enough that I fainted, and now he can never come back. I am so re...
I strolled along the wide sidewalk in the early evening. It was warm still with just a hint of light filtering around me. I glanced to one side a caught a glimpse of my reflection in the darkened store window. "Nice," I muttered aloud to no one. I paused and faced the window, staring as though I were looking into a dressing mirror. My blouse fit snuggly over...
**~~Author's Note: I've never written erotica before, so I welcome any and all constructive criticism, as I am certain I have room for improvement. Thanks, and Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals!~~** ***** Clara dropped her bag on the side table as she stepped inside her apartment. Three whole days off for the holidays, she was thrilled. Managing the sho...
Dr. Ruth Rabinowitz, the sixty-two-year-old owner of the Westside Reproductive Center, sat at her desk finishing up the last of her paperwork for the day. Even though it was only Wednesday, she was already looking forward to the weekend and spending some time in her garden. In truth, she despised her job, but the money was quite good, and unlike others in th...
Chapter 1 It's strange how life deals us our cards with such totally random haphazardness. I began writing what I have since come to call 'The Eros Collection' some twenty five years ago, and of course when I started I had no idea it would eventually become anywhere near as large as it subsequently has. I don't remember what actually prompted me to start...
I always felt that I had married up. My husband Bryce was so much better looking than I am, and so much more of an extrovert. What was really surprising is that even though we are the same age and went to the same college, Bryce never indicated any interest in me until the last semester of our senior year, shortly after we had both just turned twenty one (I...
((It's been too long since I've been in Literotica and I've honestly missed it. I don't know how much I can say about this, but I've been working on the project that last occupied me here, but I have too many ideas at shorter length that I'd like to see here. I know that I've been very remiss in returning communications from readers and I'd like to do better...
Chapter 50, Mistress Francesca Enjoys the Slave "That was close," Ross moaned as he began to regain the feeling in his strained shoulders and arms. His cock didn't appear to be any worse for wear. The normal color was somewhat back in it and the finger and fingernail marks were quickly fading where Tawny had been forcibly probing into the sack. "I really...
IX The girls had been in woods for many days now and had become rather accustomed to their remoteness from the civilised world. Sharon commented that at home they'd have been bound to meet someone walking in the woods, but as Buttercup pointed out from the map there were just no places near them where people would be likely to be coming from. As she elabora...
Author's Note: This is part of a series of short stories. They are written very quickly and are not edited. They are also VERY weird and are not for everyone. You have been warned. ***** Linda screamed and tugged hard on the limb around her arm. She balled her other hand up into a fist and slammed it down on the appendage, but it did nothing. If anything,...