I have to admit, it seems a little strange for someone like me to be writing a how to article on writing good sex scenes. Anyone who's read my profile knows that I have the absolute least amount of experience with real world sex possible, none. Yet, if reader response to my stories is any gauge, I seem to know what I'm doing (If I don't, will someone please...
It has been an almost exclusively positive experience writing for Literotica so far. I'm so glad I finally starting writing my own stories after years of only reading and anonymously commenting. I've had more feedback than I expected, and as such I've started to notice some trends in some of the questions and comments I get. Along with compliments and const...
((My apologies to the loyal readers who've left numerous comments on my little story. Truth is, I was actually in an online chat-room when I wrote the story. Someone there asked the question, "Hmmm, I feel like a going on a date and getting spoiled. Anyone have any ideas?" In answering the question, this story flew out of my fingers. There was no preconcepti...
They had been good friends for some time now. Their movie nights had become increasingly frequent ever since they broke up with their partners. They decided to go for a random action movie this time because all they wanted was to switch off their brains and enjoy some fast paced action. “Wow. That was.... average.” “Who cares? I liked the fact that they sh...
(NOTE: This is probably only useful to new writers, such as myself, as more experienced writers have probably already figured this out.) * * * * * The title may seem ridiculous, but adding an element of realism to your story could be a vast improvement. Yes, true life is boring sometimes, and erotic fiction is there for escapism, but a few touches of reali...
As I grew up, I had such a clear picture of what my life would be as an adult. I would meet a nice guy, get married, have several children (through natural childbirth of course,) be a stay at home mom and write novels in my spare time. Even today, it still sounds like an ideal life for me. Not for everyone to be sure, but for me. Was it the influence of the...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All characters mentioned herein are of at least eighteen years of age or older. This story contains various forms of male humiliation and associated or tangential fetish...
In a world riddled with pain and suffering, a body of hate, anger, and torture, lives a solitary cancer of joy, a blemish of pleasure and happiness. A solitary cathedral, echoing their religious harmonies, worshiping carnal wants desires. A cult of pleasure, a religion of satisfaction. Every aspect o life here is made for nothing but enjoyment. Many mock the...
As time went on, I began to see less and less of my almost adoptive family. My university commitments, along with Sarah's, and Lauren's work meant that I really never got to spend much more than half an hour with either of them at any one time. I'd never seen much of Alison, the youngest, as she was the one with fewest responsibilities, and was always out wi...
I couldn't get her out of my mind, a sweet little dirty blond haired girl with an hourglass figure and delicious pink lips. Last night I had dreamt of her, walking hand in hand on a side walk at night, she seemed so short compared to me. Oddly enough it wasn't the first time I had dreamt of her, I remembered a dream from when I was fourteen, I couldn't reca...