I love written pornography. From the time I first discovered the written pornography in magazines when I was young, the written word has always been my favourite way to get off. And perhaps that should have been a clue to me, because I found out later that supposedly boys and men prefer visual material, but at the time I didn't much care. I only cared that r...
There's really no other way to explain this, except perhaps to begin at the beginning. I know that many who read this won't believe a word of it. But for those few who do, or might actually think about what's been written here, they'll begin to understand, wonder and possibly even question some of the things they might have done lately, or some of the situat...
Retirement Community Part 4 Jack checked out all the activities this community offers in their brochure and finds his own way to enjoy them. -Joe- It took some time for Cat to recover while Jack just lay in the glow of her naked body gently caressing her. After a few minutes they got up, dressed, and headed out towards the community garden. Cat now fully...
My Secret Life PREFACE I began these memoirs when about twenty-five years old, having from youth kept a diary of some sort, which perhaps from habit made me think of recording my inner and secret life. When I began it, had scarcely read a bawdy book, none of which, excepting Fanny Hill, appeared to me to be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the ot...
I've been writing my erotic stories on and off for almost 10 years now, and I think my well of creativity may finally be running empty. I might post the occasional story here if the muse strikes me with a good enough story, but I think overall I might be done with actively writing erotica. Before I go, I thought I might write a kind of farewell letter to my...
"Wives, submit to your husbands, as unto the Lord," Ephesians 5:22, The Holy Bible. "The wife should submit herself graciously to the servant leadership of her husband," Southern Baptist resolution. "I'm the only one who can make decisions," Giancarlo Giannini as Gennarino Carunchio in Swept Away. Few questions arouse more hackles than that of whether wom...
We had played at clubs, dungeons before, so tonight was going to be much or the same, Mistress would beat me into sunspace and I would be in heaven. Only, in reality, she had something a bit different in mind tonight. We had on our street clothes, but she brought her leather corset and boots, the latex panties she likes and usual toys. As for me, I have my...
Wednesday morning I arrived at the coffee shop. Anna was already there in a corner, sipping her coffee. Her red curls were pulled back and she was looking down at the table. Her fingers held a gold pen that was tracing designs on the outside of a white envelope. As I brought my coffee to the table, she looked up and I noticed her hand trembled. I sat down q...
(Definitely not a stroke story. No actual sex in this story, just a lot of thinking about it.) John lifted the cell phone laying on the computer desk and looked at it. He had already programmed the number in and his finger hovered over the "send" button. With a defeated sigh he laid the phone back down. Again. How many times had he done this, he wondered....
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...