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Spiritual Sex

by standingstones on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My girlfriend Jen has been trying to get me to go to a spiritual group encounter. I had been putting her off because it just didn't interest me. "Larry says we both would enjoy it." Larry is some guy that Jen works with. He has been working on my girlfriend to attend one of these meetings. I guess Jen finally got to me. I was thinking she might break up wi...

An Attachment Is Made Ch. 07

by Drmaxc on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Part 7 -- Swinging It wasn't just the 'Dear John' E-mail the next day, it wasn't the 'Tom incident' but the fact Jerry had beaten her to it. Sally was incandescent; it was she who had been going to end it: not him. An attachment undone. Obviously it was another woman; so not only had he had another man fuck her but was already going out with someone else....

Buses Suck

by txbiker on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Buses suck! At least I thought so, until one memorable ride. I was nineteen, and trying to get home for the holidays from the military base. I only had a little dirt bike to zip around the base, so my only option for getting home was the bus. I got on, and the rear seat was open. A long bench, kind of a double seat that spanned the area next to the restroom....

Peeing on the Peeper Ch. 02

by adoration on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

I must have been lying on the trampoline wearing Keisha's piss-soaked panties on my face for some 20 minutes, when the big black woman returned, beaming down at me and holding a large glass of foaming lager. Apart from her high heels she was naked. "Hi Peeping Tom," she smiled, "one more bottle of this lovely lager and I'll be ready to pass some of it on to...

Backstage Pass

by Secret_Passion2018 on Mar 7, 2018
BDSM

Star was a slut. She knew it, several of her male friends knew it, and she loved it. She couldn't help herself - when it came to sex there was very little she didn't like. When she needed it she had to have it and she was very good at getting what and who she wanted. Working in the music industry as a sound technician and site manager she had access to all t...

Local is as Local Does

by bad_hobbit on Sep 13, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Author's Note: When I first published this (I hope) slightly humorous little paper, it was just to answer some ill-informed anonymous critic, and explain to readers why I used the words I did in my stories. Little did I realise that it would raise more feedback from further afield than all of my stories put together! I've had comments from people from the U...

OneSilky: An Appreciation

by ILienBagby on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Andrea Dworkin has long opposed pornography. She has also rejected erotica. This essay is a refutation of Dworkin's position. Allow me to begin with a quote from a SilkyOne Literotica story, "Silky 09.' Someone tells Silky (the eponymous heroine of the Silky Series) that she is Gorgeous. She reacts: "Gorgeous! Really? You think I'm gorgeous? Why? Do I have...

My Best Friend's Boyfriend Ch. 02

by IceFaerie on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

After first meeting Matt, I had had several hot and steamy fantasies. Even going so far as to imagine my own boyfriend, Tim, whose looks differed from Matt’s as night differs from day, was really Matt when the rare occasion that we had sex rolled around. Tim was 6’7 in his bare feet and weighed in easily at 180 pounds. Plus his light, cool blondness was an e...

Fantasies of Foliage

by frankies90 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Sheri finally got the second honeymoon that they both desperately needed. She was not aware that this would be business for her husband when they booked the vacation. He was always working no matter where he was. Sheri thought if they just got far enough away from the chaos that they could rekindle the old flame. She planned the entire vacation herself. Some...

The Hunger

by nicholai_volchenko on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

The party wore on her like last year's wardrobe. Contemptuous, mockingly, she wryly swaggered about the lavish room in her own aura, glowing with all the illumination of a fluorescent bulb. Her stiletto heels sparked tightly, metronomically, against the Italian marble and her diamond teardrops reflecting the prismatic eccentrics of an overhead chandelier....