Shapely Erotica Stories

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And Here's To You Mrs. Robinson Ch. 01

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

I was 27-years-old. She told me she was 42-years-old. I found out later that she was 45-years-old. What did it matter? It didn't matter to me how old she was. I wanted her. Certainly, she didn't look her age nor did she act her age. She was zany. She was fun. She was everything that the younger women my age were not. She was beautiful. She was sexy. She had...

How to Get You to Read My Story, #1

by SusanJillParker on Sep 26, 2017
How To

Writer shows how to entice readers to read her stories by using mother and son incest. There are more than fifty-five thousand writers who contribute stories to Literotica. With all of the stories, tens of thousands of them that appear each year and nearly three hundred thousand stories that appear in Literotica's archives, how do I entice readers to read m...

On Love and Sex

by aubmat05 on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

By an Apprentice of the Erotic Arts Well, our sexuality is such an important part of our being that discussion of it is bound to be complex: there are as many sexualities as there human beings. We are by turns tender, controlling, lascivious, manipulative, insecure and surprisingly fragile. Do I believe in love? Yes definitely, whatever love may be, as Pr...

How to Write an Erotic Story

by SusanJillParker on Sep 26, 2017
How To

How to write an erotic story? I write fiction. I write erotica. I write erotic fiction. Now locked in that particular genre for the past five years, that's all that I write. So, being that this is a how to story, specifically how do you write an erotic story, shall we begin? Honestly, I don't have a clue how to write an erotic story, I just do without thin...

Tickled Pink

by SamScribble on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

'I see you're in the paper again, Ms Brune.' From behind the concierge's desk Davy Markham held up a copy of the local community newspaper with a front page photograph of Josephine Brune ceremoniously planting a tree in front of the new West City Early Childhood Education Centre. 'I've got a couple of spare copies here if you'd like them.' Ms Brune smiled...

Why Do I Write Incestuous Erotica?

by SusanJillParker on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Why do I write erotica, especially incest stories? The short answer is because I was bitten by a vampire. This is a true, sexually explicit story that shows actual sexual experiences. Caring only of protecting the innocent, I used actually first names to reveal the guilty. For those of you who may be offended by reading such a graphic, incestuously erotic s...

Black Porn Stars Today

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Hello, there. Samuel Xavier here. America's favorite big and tall, openly bisexual Black male Graduate Student and erotic fiction writer. These are my last days in the United States of America. Soon I'll be heading to the Republic of Canada, possibly forever. Yeah, I'll have to leave my beloved Brockton forever. Anyhow, if I'm going out then I'm going out wi...

AAA's Chocolate Milk: Black Erotica

by EroticaReid on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Luke wiped the sweat from his face as he wrapped the last chain around the front tires of the black BMW that had seen better days. The sun was intent on baking him in the heat of the day. He was glad he'd pulled his thick hair back into a pony tail earlier that morning. It turned out to be a much busier work week than he'd anticipated. The pretty caramel-co...

Why do I write, by SusanJillParker?

by SusanJillParker on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

As if truly seeing myself for the first time, I had an epiphany while staring at myself in the mirror as to why I write. "Why do I write?" I'm Susan Jill Parker, my real name, and I'm a writer. Yet, I'm not just any writer. I don't write non-fiction, something that most writers write. Matter of fact, did you know that 95% of everything published in the wor...

His Eyes Wide Open

by NotLloydG on Oct 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The room was drenched in the westering sun of late afternoon. A gentle breeze had picked up offshore and, blowing through the harbour and past the banister of the two-chair balcony, was flapping away at the blue serge curtain of their hotel room. White sheets lay tangled, long blonde tendrils lay wavily on a disordered pillows. A shapely shoulder and an athl...