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Santa-lytics

by jsmiam on Jan 22, 2020
Anal

Author's note: As part of the Pastiches de Oggbashan story event, this story is in honor of Literotica member, prolific author, and Author's Hangout participant and community leader extraordinaire, Oggbashan, "Ogg" affectionately for short. (Ogg has shared his story with us, and is courageously facing end-of-life from a combination of advanced age plus the s...

Isabelle and mr. Bête ch. 11

by SciFurz on Sep 26, 2017
Romance

Several days went by and Isabelle had gotten things back to what they were when she had left for Bête Holdings. Her father praised her and even Jean-Marie had told her he was proud of her when they spoke on the phone. Her sisters didn't want her to go because then they'd have to get back to working hard and wouldn't be able to borrow a suit from Isabelle to...

We Are Both In The Dirt Ch. 17

by theeink on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"When you stop and think about it, she's not that great of a liar. She told us that Montana took all the money we stole because we left him high and dry on the job. How could that be? She knows we didn't leave him high and dry on the job. The only person left high and dry was you. She said that Montana took all the money, but yet, all the money was right whe...

The Bosses Blunder

by ADSkinner0224 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Monday (7 a.m.) – To Jason, it was just another start to yet another work week. There were queries to run, data to analyze, and reports to submit. It was a grueling process, and one that he continually did week after week and day after day. As he pulled into the parking lot, it was its usual desolation as he was always one to arrive early. He actually pre...

Photographer Ch. 06

by mix and match on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Author's note: I wish to thank everyone for their feedback and constructive criticism. This may be my last entry for a couple weeks based on my lack of time to write However, I do plan to continue the series. * Mrs. Blair had flown to New York last night. She arrived very late, so she spent the night in the guest apartment. She had just finished taking a...

Hands on the Wheel Ch. 02

by A_Bierce on Apr 16, 2018
Loving Wives

Here's Chapter 2 (finally!). If I had been this bad at estimating schedules when I was a freelance tech writer, I'd be living under a highway bridge in Plaquemines Parish, Louisiana. But once again, my characters gave me the one-finger salute and did what they damn well pleased. So mea culpa, y'all, mea maxima culpa. I promise to try to do better. Ivan powe...

In Her Father's Footsteps Ch. 02

by Latina on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Erotic Adventures of Sexy British Super-Spy Jane Bond Returning home after her first day on her first assignment with British Intelligence, to find and stop notorious arms merchant W before he could broker his next deal, Jane Bond sat down in front of her home computer terminal. Miss Moneypenny had given her the access codes to dial into "The Agency's" exte...

Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 51

by kitty_siam on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Memoirs of Kitty Siam - Exodus. They are a dying race, we should let them pass. - Ambassador Kosh CAPTAIN'S PERSONAL LOG ENTRY, 28 October 2256, Neko Jarro, Captain - Commanding Annunaki battleship Antikythera. A while back I was going through some personal correspondence and came across a journal that was being kept by Kitty. I do not know if she has...

Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 32

by kitty_siam on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Memoirs of Kitty Siam - The Coffee Realization. I still had many questions to ask Sima and was a bit saddened that she had to leave so quickly but being part of the command structure of an under manned covert organization had her in high demand. I was about to sit down at one of the data terminals in the control room when my stomach began to rumble. I figur...

Desert Bus Stop

by cowboy109 on Nov 20, 2018
Erotic Couplings

The skinny white dog was painted mid jump on the blue oval sign. Five bullet holes had pierced it. The rim of the holes had the metal bent backward. Rust, tiny red-brown pigments, had eaten in between the remaining paint. The sign was small and flimsy, just a little something that someone had screwed to the roof without a bench. It was a vestige of human ci...