Since, I have been writing on Literotica, now, for five months, I am taking this moment to review my Literotica experience and in reviewing my experience, I have some questions and have written this essay in the hopes that those who write and/or who read the erotic stories posted here can help me with answers. Numbered below, I have written several questions...
First, I would like to thank all the fans of the series for being so patient .I hope it doesn't disappoint. I promise the third entry won't take so long. I have also done light editing on the first installment for some detail clarification. Second, as a warning, this segment has some harsh and even disgusting material in it. If you are opposed to rape and th...
"Touch yourself," she demanded. Her eyes fixed to his hard cock. His hand trembled a bit but obeyed. His long fingers wrapped about the thick shaft as he began the slow up and down motion that she knew so well. Linda sat transfixed. She had watched this young man do this same thing dozens of times. She knew exactly the pressure and timing that he would fo...
"Dee do do do do do do doe do dee da...Here is a little song I wrote. You might want to sing it note for note. Don't worry, be happy. In every life we have some trouble. When you worry you make it double. Don't worry, be happy." Oh, sorry, I didn't realize you were all there reading over my shoulder. I was just singing Bobby McFerrin's song, Don't Worry, Be...
I was in my neighborhood electronics store called Mister E's. It was an awesome store, a real mom and pop shop that would give you real advice on a purchase and not just try to sell you the latest and most expensive thing in the place. I was greeted by a familiar face. A tall man with neatly parted short black hair. He wore a white dress shirt and khakis. H...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. * Locked away in an asylum since Nude Day, a man has a breakthrough. * "Nude Day. Nude Day. Every day is Nude Day. Nude Day. Nude Day. Every day is Nude Day." "Hi, I'm Doctor--" "I know who you are," said the patient sitting on the couch in front of the doctor's chair and looking insanely angry. "Just bec...
The Executive: or, How to Break a Slave in Seven Days * * * MONDAY. "Jesus Christ, lady," he choked. "Is that thing real?" I blatted the stun gun just under his nose. He recoiled, scattering papers across his desk. "Look, this is a business. You can't just come in here and--" "Kidnap you? Why yes, yes I can. In fact, you've been asking for it for month...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. A QUICK RAMBLING ENDLESS NOTE DIRECTLY TRANSCRIBED FROM INMATE MADISON: Dear Reader-Deader, This story follows from the facts set out in The Bimbo Asylum (1&2) but it is a side story and not a Part 3. Plus it differs in writing style with its us...
Chapter Seven: One Dollar Bucket I burst through the door to find myself by the pool, filled with sunglass-wearing bathers in various stages of undress, drinking cocktails and splashing around in the cool blue water. “Hey! Perdita!” called a female voice, and I looked down to see Marigold, the girl who’d prepared me for my first evening at Eros House, squi...
After the abortive attempt to catch our killer vampire, Robert and I went into a huddle and decided to separate. No matter how we managed to catch up with this guy, we were going to need serious back up when we did. There are two organizations that train to deal with vampires gone wild. Since the first was the FBI's Hostage Rescue Team, Robert headed to Quan...