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Uneducated 01

by JimBob44 on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 George 'Papillion' Papil looked out his kitchen window in shock as three police cruisers crowded onto the lawn of the rental house next door. He slipped on his bathrobe and stepped out onto his small porch just in time to see Bubba Watson, a...

The President's Gay Wife Pt. 04

by Egmont Grigor on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 10 Canned food tycoon Sir Richard Marsh sat with Lady Marsh, chairman of the National Unity Party, to watch the highly promoted program of Lydia Lovelock interviewing the 'controversial' wife of the President, The Lady Magnolia Fitzroy. Richard sniffed and Sylvia told him to stop sniffing because it was an impolite habit. "What did Magnolia actual...

Uneducated 02

by JimBob44 on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 8 Harmony and Unity obviously did their homework; George came home to find Unity swiveling her perfect little ass to Doro's Kiss Me like a Cobra, and unhooking her faux leather bra. She gave one wild swing to her hair, tousling it wildly, and the...

Year One Pt. 02

by freddieclegg on Feb 10, 2020
BDSM

September 2021 Monday Sept. 13th Pretty scary stuff happening at the moment, at least down in London. Riots reported around Westminster and police turned out with tear gas and water cannons. The Home Secretary - a woman called Florence Daniels — has called an emergency meeting of COBRA - the Government's security committee — and everyone is expecting a h...

The Mover Ch. 06

by ktfa1 on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

I watched the tiny digital clock at the bottom of the tool bar. Just five more minutes and my hour would be up. I could leave this ridiculously posh, horribly smelly office suite and return to my little cubicle. I'd come to love my cubicle. It was tiny, safe and all mine. I could do my work without Isabella's cleavage pressed against my shoulder. The tiny cl...

By the Book Ch. 01

by alsgal on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

April 30, 2004: Age 34 years and 364 days. As good a time as any to start my autobiography. It's Britain, so it's raining. I'm British so it's important that I mention the weather: my communication skills would be zilch if I didn't. Today the weather came up no less than four times. Firstly, Neighbour: Terrible weather! Me: And they call this the start o...

Editing One's Work

by History Nut on Sep 16, 2017
How To

Editing One's Work: Using a Text to Speech Program as a Proofreading Tool In December 2006 I posted this to Literotica under the title: Using Microsoft Reader as a Proofreading Tool. Since that time, MS Reader has been changed in such a way that it is no longer useful for this purpose. * What follows below is the original essay on the need for proofreadi...

Misogynistic Fantasies

by Rilkehorseandrider on Oct 6, 2020
BDSM

After teaching his afternoon class, he strolled over to the book store and wandered aimlessly through the aisles, eventually settling down in front of the SciFi section. 'No new Zelazny.' Stooping down, 'no next short story collection of Lafferty.' He stooped down more, 'no new Niven.' But then, `I haven't seen that one before.' He took it, flip briefly thro...

My Get Rich Scheme

by i812 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Acknowledgment: My thanks to eluckenbach for editing. Here is a surprising statistic for you. More than five percent of all home mortgages are over thirty days late. In some geographic areas, over twenty percent of mortgages are behind with their lender. Most people didn't pay any attention to it, but Senate Bill 256 was signed into law on April 20, 2005....

Corrupted Interface

by Firstup on Jun 10, 2025

The privacy glass of Hannah Riven's apartment pulsed faintly with a heartbeat of city light. Neon veins ran through the polymer walls, bleeding cyan and vermilion through the frosted panes. Her apartment was a narrow tower cell, lined with repurposed data terminals, neural jacks, and the twitching filigree of illegal code tattoos stretched across modular sur...

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