Crystal sat naked on her bed, her arms manacled behind her back. Her face was red with rage as she thought of her father. She wriggled her way to the edge of the bed and straddled the bedpost. She squirmed as she rubbed her young pussy against the smooth ribbed wooden pillar. She tried to arch her back for maximum pleasure, but she gave up and went limp with...
Jovita and Hanna sat at a table with a book on Jewish law in front of each of them. Hanna was giving background for the text they were studying, but Jovita's mind wasn't focused on the lesson. Her eyes wandered to the stack of artwork in the corner of Hanna's small apartment. Then they glanced out the window. The autumn weather was inviting, but Jovita was s...
(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...
Author's Note I'm posting this prologue as a guide for readers new to primarily my older work. It's a pretty big ask to expect readers to go back and read a novel to understand a lot of story, lore, characters and details. I hope this helps to set the stage. A special thank you to Pope1944 for reading and editing, as well as encouraging this prologue. I wi...
The Black Pearl: Memoirs of a Victorian Sex-Magician Book review by Quine Originally written (one supposes) in the 1890's, by an unknown author who lists himself only as "anonymous". My copy, a paperback published by Hodder and Stoughton, London is without question the greatest pornographic novel I have ever read! This is "in my own experience" of course,...
Gather around all you young people and let me tell you about a film that changed America. Almost by itself, this one movie took our middle class who were hopelessly mired in the bible belt of the fifties into the swinging seventies and eighties. You see while the youths and the hip people escaped into the sixties, the middle class would not allow itself to m...
"I didn't know you had a man," Gary spoke, his sense of morality suffering from having watched me end a phone conversation with my boyfriend as I had put his cock in my mouth. My boyfriend thinking I was in a concert, which heightened the pleasure of being a bad girl. He had called a few times already. I had felt the phone vibrating against my thigh while Ga...
I have not been a Literotica Member for very long, although I was reading and enjoying the works posted here for years before I signed up in order to post my own works. I tend to be attracted to only several groups here, although a well-written tale that is outside my normal bounds is often appreciated. But I always accepted the site for what it was -- a pla...
Please give me the support of your vote and comment All characters portrayed in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no minor characters in this story. * Think about the supposition that all women are whores. If I'm a whore and if all women are whores, then all men are whoremongers Imagine the ramifications of believing that all women a...
April 16, 2007 9pm PST "This is basically a rape story of a girl who couldn't fight back. How could you write this?" That's the question that started this response. A few years ago I wrote an FAQ and now this comes along so I figure we're due for an update. I'm not going to rehash 'Milestones' - if you haven't read it, go read it now and then get back...