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Spies and Lovers Ch. 01

by ALandRF on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

It was 1939. Europe was a mess. Helena Marianka was seriously pissed off about America's failure to get involved in stopping that asshole's quest for world domination. She had, in fact, gotten in trouble with the university's administration for mouthing off in class about it. Some idiot student had told a concerned parent, doubtless. Hysterical woman, some s...

Lunch with Satan

by Nigel Debonnaire on Aug 29, 2017
Humor & Satire

Satan's elegant, mustachioed face curled in disdain as he set down his espresso cup. "What does Freddie think he's doing? This is cow diarrhea." "Dad, I told you to get the Turkish Coffee," the Anti-Christ replied. "Friedrich is no good at Italian stuff, you know that. The antipasto is dreadful, too." "I don't care; if he's not going to do it justice, he...

Monster Yanderes

by Dark_Warlock on Apr 29, 2025

Hey guys, Warlock here. I decided to write this story mostly so I don't forget to later, but also because I find the concept really interesting, and I hope you do as well. This was partially inspired by Dangerous ASMR on Youtube, and the image is from BangBooDoragon on DeviantArt. Now, I didn't write monstergirls in the title because some of you might want t...

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The Making of a King

by Zeb_Carter on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under © copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only being submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. I am sorry to say that this little story has no sex in it. It's satire, not stroke. * He floated down from the hole that suddenly appeared...

The Russian Wife Ch. 03

by Joe456 on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was strange for me, with my almost military education (and my bad experience), to find myself in an unfamiliar bed, naked with a naked man, and happy of it. Yes, I knew that man would have married me (we had already started to run the paperwork for it), he loved me, he wanted to live his life with me and to die the same day, as we say in Russia. But it wa...

Alpha Male

by the Troubador on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

How many times did she think He would explain it to her? She kept "asking" or maybe she couldn't understand. He had finally reached the point He had been dreading. Damn! He hated doing this. This was only the second time He had felt this for a woman. And the second time the woman, His woman, had pushed and pushed until He had no choice. Maybe she just did...

Amelia and El

by DevisPixi on Nov 18, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

When Hick came by, she walked past the doorman and uniformed guard as if she belonged in the house. She checked the visitor's log book and saw that Amelia had spent more than an hour meeting with El. "Whatever did you talk about?" the stout journalist asked her favorite subject. "Her flight around the world, of course," El answered in her quivering, high-p...

I Will Not Bow

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Brother Samuel here. The most controversial writer in the history of online erotica. I'm a big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent living in the Bird's Nest area of Ottawa, Ontario. Way down in the Confederation of Canada. I'm new in town and I hate it already. Canadians of all colors are such fakes and flakes. Especially those I'm r...

The Night Witches: 00

by Nachthexe on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Author's Note: My spiritual mother, Colonel Marina Raskova, founder of 588th Night Bomber Regiment -- what the Germans in WW2 called "Das Nachthexen," the "Night Witches" -- once asked me, "what is the purpose of prose if not poetry?" She delighted in French Avant-garde theater, Dada art, surrealistic poetry, and so do I. If stream of consciousness bores you...

Jungle Love

by buck_maelstrom on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Jungle Love, or The Silk Scarf Interludes Turning and turning in the widening sunlight, Saxby Chambers tossed her suitcase on the white matelass coverlet of the bed, and opened the louvered shutters opening onto the porch. Her bungalow was perfect, isolated by a winding gravel path and opening onto a rainforest view of hundreds of brilliantly colored butter...