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Female Erotic Police Squad

by mattpantyhose on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I am sure everyone has seen some variation of a sexy female police officer costume, such an outfit gave me an idea. How could a police force look if they wore such uniforms and used sex instead of actual force? Here is a short story about how it could operate. Please, tell me your thoughts. Should I expand the idea and write some more stories? * Alexandra...

Balls and Penis Jail

by diana_phlp on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Author's Notes: This is the first time I am publishing a story. It is a fully imaginary story and all characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. As a reader, you also should be 18 or more and if you are not hard or wet after reading this story, something may be wrong. ******************************** Balls and P...

Kindness

by memorable_event on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

What is the Kindest Thing a Person Has Done for You? I was recently on a flight from San Juan to Fort Lauderdale and, to help pass the time, I looked through the airline's monthly magazine. Hidden between all the restaurant advertisements and enticing photos of destinations that we must all visit, there was an interesting little article titled "Helping Hand...

Doing The Naughty on the Night Shift Ch. 3

by PtTgrs on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

I had enough evidence now to bust them both, but I continued to film all the activities because I found it to be strangely erotic. I almost couldn't get to work fast enough to collect the tape and rush down to my office to view it. Sometimes my slut wife was the star, sometimes it was her co-workers taking Kendall's monster meat in and out of all their orifi...

The First Encounter

by techsan on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Authors' Note: The following is a narrative of a purely fictitious encounter ... we think. The authors have used their user ID's for the Literotica site but there is no proof that the events of this narrative actually occurred ... or not. Use your imagination, dear reader, and decide for yourself what's real. Techsan: We had met online at an adult website...

Trash Night

by Entrammeleur on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

This was one of a number of stories I published on anon.penet.fi in the 1990s. I found a trove of them while browsing through some old CD-ROMs, and decided to give them new life on Literotica. *** Proper attire can make almost any activity a pleasure — even taking the trash out. I often liven up this mundane chore by leaving it to Noreen — my tarty TV pers...

Midnite's Magic Ch. 08

by blindjack on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

This is the eighth chapter in the "Midnite's Magic" series. Reading the previous seven chapters in the "Midnite's Magic" series will help you to understand the story more completely. Chapter 1 "Meeting Midnite" inter racial: chapter 2 "Midnite's Surprise" mind control: chapter 3 "Midnite's Show" exhibitionism voyeurism: Chapter 4 "Midnite Makes a Friend" les...

To Tease a Perv Ch. 04

by Neverlander on Oct 12, 2020
Fetish

"Look," said Rachel. "This one is close!" It was the next day, Saturday. Celine had gone over to Rachel's house and together they were going through the sexual registry, looking for men who might live near them. "He looks kind of weird," Celine said. "And look, it says he was convicted of assault, lots of times." "Yeah, I suppose," Rachel agreed. "Most...

The Tick Incident Ch. 07

by bess_armstrong on Mar 5, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Tanglefoot, Texas, 1876 "Storm's a comin,' U, better fetch dem damn chairs off the porch,'" Skallywag Crothers said from behind the bar, as he poured the last rounds for the evening. "U?!'" Skallywag repeated, noticing his call went unanswered, and he could see the saloon's proprietor was sound asleep in one of the booths. U had gotten into a fight with...

Whispers and Brush Strokes Ch. 05

by KinghtWhisper on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I began to keep a diary as something of a small void encroached upon my life. Doug and April were gone to Europe. They would return in October. I appreciated the emails and phone calls; but it was not the same. I missed them; but, primarily, I missed Milam. I poured myself into his book. I found links to dozens of essays he had published over the years. Ever...