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Confessions of an Erotic Writer

by PrincessErin on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I should become a spy. I would be good at it too. I mean, I'm short, cute, and sometimes I can pretend I'm very dumb. I'm not at all petite or thin so if they were looking for the next James Bond girl, I wouldn't be it. No one would suspect that I was a spy. I could listen in on conversations and pass on important information to those that needed it. Yes, I...

Literoticum Survivor Murders Ch. 03

by Angelscuck on Sep 12, 2017
Chain Stories

Hastings cursed as he viewed the Literoticum's "Survivor Contest ScoreCards" list. He was number 10 on the list. TENTH PLACE! After all his hard work, the sleepless nights he stayed awake, working on his stories; writing, rewriting, perfecting, and nurturing them as you would a small child. He knew 10th place was nothing to be ashamed of, but he also knew h...

You Write Erotic Stories? Pt. 01

by Cleevedreams on Oct 30, 2018
Mature

My normal morning coffee in the coffee shop was usually quiet, and uninterrupted, largely because I went out so early, before most of the shops were open. I would sit with my flat white in the window seat, and watch the local high street waking up. This particular morning I noticed one of my neighbours, Maggie Timpson, walking along on the opposite side of...

Where Did I Put The Sex?

by oggbashan on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

I went on a ski-ing holiday in Austria and never put on a pair of skis, a snowboard, a sledge or used any snow sports equipment. The ski-train was great. Everyone was happy and excited and discussing snow conditions, previous holidays, what they had done last year and meeting friends that they only saw on holidays. We had hired a whole chalet for two weeks...

Literary Seduction

by Talespin on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Six inches of overnight snow followed by temperatures in the high 30's and 20 mile per hour winds had turned the roads mushy-slushy, a real hyrdoplaner's delight. Yes, indeed, the snowplow miniminds with the blades on the front of their Ford F-350 dualies were having a contractor's field day in the shopping center parking lots. The rest of us were closely ex...

Chloe Ch. 01

by changer666 on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

I had been living in this condo for about two years. Although not exactly full of old people, it wasn’t much of a fun place to stay. Once in a while, a young couple or some college guys and gals moved into an apartment, but it didn’t take long and they were history. But that all changed one fine summer morning. I had just woken up and heard a van parking i...

The Preacher's Wife

by Oceanus on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Once a year, when a beautiful Indian summer day arrives, I grab my gold pan and head for Brushy Fork Creek. The gold that I find there is always high quality but there is never enough to justifies the work. At the end of the day, my typical reward is a handful of lead buckshot, some fools gold, a few rough garnets, and yes, a few flakes of real gold. The sol...

The Admin

by outre on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Chapter I Titillation Markus rolled out of bed, mornings were always his favorite time of day. The unbelievable quiet and stillness helped him ease into the day in a clear, relaxed state. The water in the shower stung him like hot little needles, but felt strangely refreshing. It figures he thought, that I would enjoy the pain of hot water hitting my skin....

And The End

by Algonquin Twit on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

In the beginning my initial impression was that she seemed out of place, slightly off balance, perhaps a bit tipsy as she stumbled in her heels up to the microphone. After tugging a bit at her blouse and then adjusting the front so her black lace bra was discreetly hidden beneath the deep cut ruffled lapel she introduced herself. I was so mesmerized by her w...

Out of Thin Air Ch. 01

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

She filled my coffee cup and I mumbled thanks. It took me a moment to notice that she hadn't taken the pot and moved to another table. I looked up at her and she knew what I was thinking. "Just curious" she said, "Every morning you come in here and it's the same thing. Several cups of coffee while you read the morning paper and eat your breakfast and then yo...