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A Almost Perfect Awakening Ch. 05

by Wm_Sexspear on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

FOREWORD The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery, and growth involving a small group of people. This story should read fairly well all alone, but... By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you'll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you'll find a list of all the currently available ch...

A Almost Perfect Awakening Ch. 36

by Wm_Sexspear on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

FOREWORD Literotica.com issued a challenge to its volunteer writer's to create stories for as many categories as possible. The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a small group of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I'll be submitting chapters into at least 17 differ...

Review: Tokio Private Police

by velvetpie on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

***** 'Hentai' literally means pervert in Japanese. Today, most everyone knows that 'hentai' is anime pornography. For those of us who love cartoons and especially anime, the Japanese version of cartoons, these adult cartoons fulfill our mature fantasies while remaining based in the medium of our childhood. No Yosemite Sam blowing up innocent rabbits here. Y...

Valentine Cell Phone Fun

by hansbwl on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

Thank you angela love, for editing my story. * My wife Madeleine Wilson is an elegant lady. Successful in her job, and when she wishes she can dress to kill. The male executives in her company drool over her when she does that. Today would be such a day, as she should present a project to one of their major customers. I could just imagine them sitting ther...

A chyoo christmas tale

by FerAng on Jan 9, 2013
Humor & Satire

In this chyoo x-mas story you play the role of no other than Santa Claus himself! Yes, the real one actually! But not quite the nice, old fat guy with that snow white beard and shiny red clothes that you can see on TV or down at the supermarket... No... You're actually the real one... The one that noone believes in any more. The one that ran out of business...

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Up In Smokey: On Writing Lesfic

by Smokey125 on Oct 24, 2018
Reviews & Essays

This Essay Was Begun— Thursday, September 27th, 2018, 6:14 p.m. Well then, and good day, friends! Yes, 'twould appear it's essay time again, would't not. The topic: writing lesbian fiction. I realize there've already been done a number of essays, treatises, theses and tutorials on the subject at hand. But now...there's one more. What got me into writin...

Black And Undead In Canada

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Sometimes goodbye's the only way, that's how that famous line from the song 'Shadow of the Day' by my favorite band Linkin Park goes. I can't help but realize that it totally applies to my life, especially now that I'm Undead. Oh, snap. I'm getting ahead of myself again. My name is Omar Abdullah Clarence, my friends call me O.C. and I'm a Detroit dude stuck...

The Masters Girls 09 : 2 x 4

by SZENSEI on Jul 16, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"What...kind of store is this?" Rose Masters hugs her sister Becca's arm fearfully. What amazed them prior were automatic doors opening for them. Having been sheltered by their Father Charles aka Chuck Masters, 80% of their young life everything around them appeared new. Elevators, now auto doors. Within the store things they had never ever seen before was...

ACME Ink

by MoteDog on Sep 26, 2017
Fan Fiction

Started in the early 1900’s as a subsidiary of Sears, Roebuck & Company, it’s original name meant, “American Company Marketing Everything”. Its first branded product was an “ACME American Wrought Anvil”. How it became “Ace Company Making Everything” is a tale, literally, of madness. Lloyd Christopher, an experimental genius, accidentally developed a new...

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The Thai Maid Ch. 04

by victoria.vixen on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

THURSDAY I stood in the kitchen, shaking with rage, and fought back my tears. In one hand, I held a butt plug. In the other, I gripped a blue dildo so large that I had trouble closing my fingers around it. A too-tight French maid's uniform squeezed my chest, my breath racing. A series of Polaroids posted on the refrigerator tells the story: The first Polar...