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A Visit to an Arcade

by pinball_fun on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Chapter One -- A Valentine Surprise On first entering, I see nothing unusual in the room. You said you wanted to try out a video arcade you'd heard of, and I was willing, figuring you wanted to relive some moments from your youth. I can see Pool tables, a few dart boards, some pinball machines, and plenty of the Atari-style video games. In one corner, I not...

Meeting After Ten Years Ch. 02

by Tdisk on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

Following their chance meeting after ten years, Mike and Becca fell into an intimate but odd relationship. He was enthralled to find that Becca had developed huge breasts and started to lactate as an unanticipated side effect of being enrolled in a drug trial. She was pleased to have him sucking on her within hours of their reunion. They saw each other every...

Axina and Burk Ch. 13

by Narg on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Burk "Oh YES! FUCK MEEEE!" screamed Lady Neris Ara as Burk idly pounded her pussy. "Your cock is the... the greatest thing I ever... OH, fuck, I'm CUMMING AGAIIINNNN!" The Lady Neris was a small time Lady of Busom with a fairly small Bust. She wouldn't have been worth Burk's time, except that her castle was right in the path of Jea Dikei's advancing army....

Being Cuntface

by bracemaiden on Dec 23, 2017
BDSM

Disclaimer -- this is a work of fiction, a mosaic of fantasies and multiple online sessions with multiple dom(mes). If you recognize your work, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. * I sat down in front of the computer with a bit of trepidation. It was time for the weekly Saturday morning session with Ozzy. My mind was already drifting into subspace as...

Amber's Dirty Party

by Akireon on Oct 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Well, do you think you could fuck on stage?" His name was Brian. He was a tall man, with long but sparse black whiskers beneath too-long sideburns and ragged, unwashed-looking but somehow not greasy hair. He wore thick glasses, those kind seemingly meant to prohibit interactions with anyone cool of either sex. He was lean, but he moved with an athletes gra...

Zach's Soul Stolen by the Witch

by ZachDocEight on Mar 6, 2018
Erotic Horror

WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old. This is a story of the end of Zach's existence. PS: This story began from a real encounter by this author with a really bewitching beautiful woman in...

Super-unnatural Ch. 11

by LukeCoolhand on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

She supposed she should have stopped to think about things first. But that seemed like something another Hazel, in another lifetime, another body and another mind would have done. She hadn't even hesitated -- after the old man had left, she had hurried over to her neighbour's flat to retrieve her bag, in which she had stashed the djinn's doll. She hadn't e...

The Gold Digger Ch. 07

by carvohi on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Carol was awakened again by a gentle tapping from Bob. She was groggy and slow to wake up. It seemed like he was always waking her up. Using her soft pink closely manicured fingers she wiped the sleep from her eyes. They'd been having one of the strangest relationships. He'd gained nearly complete control of her life thanks to her stupidity. He'd shared her...

Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman Ch. 02

by walterio on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Rece...

Cold Shock

by latecomer91364 on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

'Will tonight be what I fear, a plaintive Pas-de-deux choreographed to the requiem for a dying marriage, danced without desire for an audience of strangers?' I wish my life could be that dramatic, that flowery, even that corny, but my journal reflects the me I want to be, crushed under the weight of the me that I am. I know my husband Joel and I love each...