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Doggerel for Dummies

by Boxlicker101 on Sep 18, 2017
How To

Like most, maybe all, of the authors on Literotica, I write to amuse myself and others, I hope. Mostly, what I write are dirty stories, or smut, with no pretensions that it's any more than that. I do not expect to ever be nominated for a Nobel Prize in Literature. Besides the dirty stories, I also write poetry, and I have no pretensions about that, either...

Trouble Maker Ch. 06

by FreeTheDancingLlamas on Apr 20, 2020
Romance

Chapter 6: Prayer Club ———— Unsurprisingly on Friday morning I'm not functional. I'm tired and exhausted from my emotional outburst and my mood is at an all time low. It must be a miracle but I manage to drag myself out of the house and to school. Home doesn't feel safe right now and I don't trust myself to be there. Besides, I don't want Kate to be su...

How The Inch Stole XXXmas

by SanchoHardbottle on Feb 6, 2018
Humor & Satire

Every Fuck Down in Fucksville Liked XXXmas a lot... But the Inch ,Who lived just north of Fucksville, Did NOT! The Inch hated XXXmas! The whole XXXmas season! Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be that his testicles were hung up far too high. It could be, perhaps, that his bladder was shy. But I think that the most likel...

Orgasmotron: First Deployment Ch. 01

by cheetah83 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

On an unnamed airstrip in Pakistan, the shrill engine of a Predator drone filled the evening air. The sleek oblong silhouette glistened in the sunset as it gained speed and altitude and eventually disappeared through the porous cloud cover. A Pakistani Army sentry followed its ascent with eyes shielded against the pink sky, then "tsk-ed" and returned his gaz...

The Art of Writing Smut

by Boxlicker101 on Sep 14, 2017
How To

Writing smut, like any other kind of writing, takes a certain amount of skill and knowledge. Some writing skills are not required, such as establishing characters or plot development, because the only thing the dedicated readers of smut care about is graphic sex, and the more detailed it is, the better. Character is less important than the sizes of his cock...

Behind the Closet Door Ch. 02

by Human_Garbage on Dec 3, 2018
Loving Wives

It was a good thing that I had stopped my venture into my wife's closet when I did; right as I closed and locked the door, I heard the front door opening and the stomping footsteps. My daughter running to show me the brand-new sneakers she got at the mall. We spent the rest of the day having family time – board games, and coloring books galore! After a nice...

Muses Ch. 08

by Sean Renaud on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

It was two in the morning when I finally got home. Work had gone a little bit over, then I'd gone to a friend's house for several hours of Dungeons and Dragons and Magic before I'd finally stumbled home. I wanted to sleep but apparently the girls had other plans and I found myself compelled to turn on my computer. Karen was the one who greeted me when I tur...

Dragon Age: Sex & Violence

by ARavingLooony on Mar 2, 2018
Fantasy

A/N: Be warned! there may be the occasional bad end/game over chapter in the story where either the protagonist, protagonist's party member(s) or NPC(s) die. Said chapters may just involve the character(s) dying and it may include some smut too (no necrophilia tho cuz eww, seriously) so its up 2 u whether u wanna read it. I will put in capital letters for th...

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Seinfeld Visits Literotica

by MacDuke on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Did you ever wonder about those extra buttons that come with suits and sport coats? You know the ones in a little plastic bag in the inside pocket? I mean what's that all about? Does the tailor think we can't find a small black plastic replacement button costing one penny when we need one? I mean you all have a special drawer in your armoire with all these s...

Writer's Block Ch. 02

by firstkiss on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I dropped the letter like it burned me and sat in stunned silence, my brain whirling furiously. I picked it up and reread it twice. There was no signature, no return address, nothing to indicate who'd written it, but I knew and I wanted to kick him in his smug shins. I reread it again, hating every black stroke of ink which snaked confidently across the pag...