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How to Not Buy a New Car

by Middleagepoet on Sep 1, 2017
How To

  Okay, you've read some of the How to articles here at Literotica guiding you on how to buy a new car. Why there have even been some woeful attempts to make a non-erotic short story on how to buy a new car. I'm here to recommend you take those articles, print them out, then stack them up and use them to soak up the oil leak from your old car. Now hol...

The Balcony

by LusciousLady_02769 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Standing on the porch slowly getting drunk on beer, I wander what would happen if I slowly started taking off each piece of clothing that I was wearing. My balcony faces one of the busiest streets in town, and on any one day there must be at least a thousand plus cars and trucks that go up and down it. Can you imagine how many horns would be blowing and...

I Couldn't Wait To Get Home

by Isabella_Santiago on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'd gone to a friend's housewarming party with my boyfriend, Marco. Being honest, I would have preferred to have just stayed home and fuck all night, but it was about an hour or so drive along the motorway from where we lived and Marco wanted to go, so I had to be patient. The party turned out to be quite boring and I couldn't stop thinking about what Marco...

Non-Erotic Story

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

WARNING: This is a non-erotic story. If you opened this document in error expecting an erotic story, please leave now. If you do not wish to view non-erotic content, please exit now. By opening this document you are affirming that you want to view non-erotic material. You assume full responsibility upon opening this document knowing full well that it is not...

I Couldn't Wait to get Home

by IsabellaSantiago on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'd gone to a friend's housewarming party with my boyfriend, Marco. Being honest, I would have preferred to have just stayed home and fuck all night, but it was about an hour or so drive along the motorway from where we lived and Marco wanted to go, so I had to be patient. The party turned out to be quite boring and I couldn't stop thinking about what Marco...

Fuckfest

by No Panty Girl on Aug 30, 2017
Group Sex

"Some guy named Joe called and I told him you were out to lunch." Phil said when I returned to work. "Did he say what he wanted?" "He said he wanted to take you out. I thought you were engaged?" Phil continued. "I'm not getting married for another three months and Rick is out of town for two weeks!" I replied. "Well I jotted down his number there." Phil...

The Drifter Ch. 09

by peacekeeper25 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

While driving north on Route One, we were stuck in bumper to bumper traffic around LA. The so-called expressway was slow and crowded with cars, trucks, motorcycles and buses. Horns were honking and exhaust was rising from cars that moved a few feet and then would not budge for five or so minutes. I thought about the people who drove this expressway everyday...

Maragana Girl P.S. 04

by caligula97236 on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Post Script 4 - Notes on the life and goals of Vladim Dukov Vladim Dukov as a political leader US foreign policy analysts, journalists, and political commentators usually described Prime Minister Vladim Dukov as a cerebral and complex political figure, a leader whose motives for doing things were not always clear. He did not operate from any recognizable...

Mistress Chantel, Tranny Dominatrix Ch. 06

by Sissy_Chantel on Sep 19, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Chapter Six: Kerri joins the Business And Then A Sunday Morning and Afternoon with Kerri. Saturday late afternoon and Kerri and I have seen the lawyer's papers creating our partnership. We are both on the same page with the details. For now Kerri will work Friday late afternoon/evenings from 4:00pm to 7:00pm and all day Saturdays, but as her part of the bus...

Chosen Ch. 01

by HandsInTheDark on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'm not crazy, and I'm not making it up. I don't expect anyone to believe me. But I have to type this, even though I know I'm not supposed to; maybe it's happened to someone before. I can't be the only one. My name is Adrienne, and I'm twenty four years old. I live alone in California and I used to do data entry for a large firm. The art major didn't work...