Welcome Percy Jackson is a comfort place for me, and this is where I vent. I don't know how many stories this will end up including, and I'm sure it will occasionally go on hiatus. I get a lot of my erotica writing plot inspiration from Grimbous who is the author of "Runt of the Litter" here on CHYOA. I've played a lot of text-based games as well l...
Foreword: This is something I've been wanting to do for a long time, give back a little to the erotica community. I'm obsessed with sex and have been devouring erotica for some time now, having always loved writing and reading it's something that's combined two of my strongest passions with my number one obsession. I only hope that you enjoy this first offer...
This is my first paranormal erotic story that I have ever written. I'm not usually a writer of paranormal erotica; while I'm a fan of vampire erotica. I was moved by an author who has submitted several erotic stories another site. I decided to write a short vampire erotic story, and I am unsure of creating a sequel, since I intended to create a short vampire...
Rememberance ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ All characters mentioned herein are of at least eighteen years of age or older. Bad Tidings is a story that contains various for...
Spirit of Halloween Nightmare © Literocat 2013 [If you haven't read Spirit of Halloween already, you may want to read or reread it now though this story does stand alone. All the lines in italics are directly out of the earlier story.] ====== Four years ago ====== "Mmmmm, oh honey, ummm what a nice way to wake me. I thought you got enough last night, stu...
As always, thanks to sdbnnc for all her hard work. I didn't bother to change when I woke up. Tony and I went for a run most mornings before breakfast, and there was something wonderfully free about bouncing out of bed and straight out the door without having to think about clothes or where I'd kicked my trainers off last night. I ran downstairs and outsi...
Bethany had always had a little problem with managing the toilet. At 22, petite, with red hair and a slim figure, she was no closer to being potty-trained than when she had been a little girl. And it wasn't that she was stupid: no. She could have learnt to control her bladder at any time she wanted, But where would the fun in that be? Where was the fun in us...
I've started this new fantasy, based on a real need for a new editor. I'm not sure where it will go yet, but have several more chapters in mind, but who knows where one's mind, or libido, may take on. Enjoy, and please leave comments and votes. As always, all rights reserved by the author. ***** I was getting desperate. My long-time editor went and got her...
My buddy Frank was getting married and the bachelor party was going to be a fucking horror show.. Frank is a stone psycho, his brother Dominick is worse, and there would be 15 other crazed and dangerous guys along for the ride into infamy. Dominick planned the party. A big cookout at his place, lots of ribs and steak and beer, and then after everyone showere...
Maybe I should use a more provocative title like "I Am a Depraved Man" to make my thoughts appear intriguing and frank, suitable for the topic of sex in writing. Or perhaps, something steamy and titillating: "How I Raped My Sister"—mimicking true confession magazine headlines—more intimate and appropriate for the avid readers of EROTICA, the realm of fiction...