- A Smutty Novella - = Part 2 of 2 = By Razmagurk I wandered breathless through the halls. If I closed my eyes and squinted, things could almost pass as normal. I could almost believe that my school hadn't been overrun with enough nubile female flesh to make good even the raunchiest of teenage dreams. My body was aflame with desire. Hot hormonal bl...
I had never known my father. Mum told me she was trying to protect him, saving him from having his life disrupted as hers had been. She was 16 when I was born, two years off finishing high school. He had told her that it was impossible to get pregnant the first time and although she knew that wasn't true, she was caught up in the heat of the moment. At that...
Author's note: This is my entry for the Literotica 2020 Summer Lovin' contest. Although this story is a stand-alone tale, many of the characters previously appeared in So Many Kinds of Love. All sexual encounters occur between consenting, eager and loving adults. Copyright ©2020 to the author. ** The chatter of the sprinkle-smeared children at the nex...
Hi all! Here it is, the next chapter of Home for Horny Monsters! New reader? There's over half a million words of this bad boy on the internet, I have somehow War and Peace'd myself some monster smut! You could start here, but you would be missing out on some really good stuff. You could also just jump in. Who knows, you might enjoy this chapter enough to g...
Authors Note: This is a copyright work by Zeb_Carter and is not to be duplicated or copied to other sites without the explicit authorization from the Zeb_Carter. This story involves cheating wives, cheating husbands, non-consensual sex, FF, MFM, and MMMMF. There are also some racial slurs used, if you're a snowflake and will be bothered by those slurs, th...
Copyright of Dion Seth. Please do not sell, forward or pass on top any other persons. Prologue I pursed my pouty lips and swept my hair up to the side then used my hands to pull back the loose strands and hold it high. I tilted my head then turned it side to side as I looked at my reflection in the mirror from every angle. I sighed. I looked ordinary. I...
Chapter 1 Kyle Whitley was getting tight. He wasn't falling down drunk yet, but he was getting there. That was why he was trying to fumble open the sliding patio door leading out to Paul and Ann's rear deck. It was a nice one, solid as a rock. They'd only had it for a couple of weeks. After having seen it earlier in the evening, Kyle was thinking of buildin...
The Subject 2: Further Research Chapter One Prologue The young scientist, her eyes intently staring into the miasma of numbers flashing across the screen before her, sighed dejectedly. Why wasn't the damnable thing working? She thought, and ran her hands through her dark brown hair. "Rita," she said, not looking up from the computer read-out, "run serie...
Backroads or: On Being Blown Sideways Down the Road Less Traveled There's something peculiarly energizing about a road trip, even if, as is so often the case, it's a journey to nowhere in particular. Even if you've been down the same road a hundred times before, there's always the hint of something new in the air, some new adventure at hand right around t...
Author's Note: Two things about this story. One, if this story seems familiar to you, it is possible you have seen it before. A couple of months ago some lit authors got together for an anonymous writers challenge. We could not use our names and all stories went into the little read chain story category. After the contest I pulled the story and am now releas...