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Misfits Masquerading as Critics

by Egmont Grigor on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

In our country the Monday just past was a public holiday, making what is quaintly called a 'long weekend' of Saturday-Sunday-Monday thereby proving conclusively that all weekends are not the same length. So what does a writer of adult fiction do on a long weekend to differ it from the standard length weekend? Why, write adult non-fiction of course. So I sat...

Terror in the Closet

by vet42 on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

The night the dresser spit the drawers out, spewing socks and underwear all over my darkened bedroom was enough to scare the beejezus from me. But it was the following night that I came totally unglued. "Careful Robert," Mrs. Bellman had warned me, wagging an aged digit at my face while snatching the first month's rent from my open palm. "Things have b...

Femborg Hybrid

by HungryGuy on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

Nathan had been saving up for a new car for years, and had finally saved up about $15,000. Yet he was having doubts if a car was the best use for that money. He'd been having girlfriend problems lately, and was becoming fed up with trying to read their minds and stay out of trouble. He knew that most guys preferred fembots anyway to avoid all those problems,...

It Happened in the Night Ch. 01-02

by loganforester on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This is an entry in the Halloween story contest. Thanks to Mistresslynn for her editing and help throughout writing this story. This story is the first two chapters of a very long tale that will encompass many different categories on lit. Not all chapters will contain sex. CHAPTER 1: TIES THAT BIND It happened in the night. At least it was nighttime in...

A Naked Woman Killed Me On Nude Day

by andtheend on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

A naked woman kills a man on Nude Day in a hit and run accident. "I'm dead, I'm really dead, but somehow I'm still alive," I said staring at my dead body. Even though I'm a dead man, literally, I'm grateful that I can still tell my story. Don't ask me how because I'm just as freaked out by all of what has happened, as you are reading that a dead man wrote...

Ghost of a Chance

by Hypoxia on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Author's note: All sex in this sardonic fictional VALENTINE'S DAY STORY CONTEST 2015 entry involves over-18 humans, dead or alive. Do not take it seriously. Some characters get hurt. Some deserve to. ***** Ghost of a Chance *****the fucking spirits won't leave her alone Cosmi did not believe in ghosts. They did not think much of her, either. Another rott...

Aphrodite's Curse Ch. 023

by Gaius8666 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

As Demetrius approached Arcadia he looked down again upon his naked body and sighed. Thinking to himself "That loincloth of Cerberus certainly would come in handy now!" and laughed thinking that Persephone must have set him up sending him first to a land where everyone is already naked. He had only NOT been naked for such a short time before being stripped y...

An Alien Love Bk. 02 Ch. 16

by Read_Moore on Sep 28, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Wellllllll, this story took a bit of a surprise turn for me. I didn't see it coming. But I do have my box of tissues handy... for both my erotic writing and the sad stuff I write too. I will admit to you (my few followers-internet-friends) that I do tend to cry when my fictional characters die. Hey, don't judge. I have a soft heart. It's why I can't read bad...

When Johnny Comes Marching Home Ch. 03

by MADMADMADMAXine on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

Continued from Chapter 2: "Thank you for your service," rang empty whenever someone mindlessly said that to him when seeing his dog tags hanging from his neck. To him, that phrase sounded too much like, "Thank you and have a nice day." He'd give them a stern look that made them afraid. "Thank you for my service?" Just as angry as he was violent, that's al...

Zombie Cha-Cha

by Meanderingpoet on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My name is Germain Simmons, and I am a zombie. You’d never know, though; my hair never dried up or fell out, and has still maintained its luster and curls the shade of coal despite my death. My skin hasn’t fallen away or rotted either, though I am a few shades lighter than the sun-kissed bronze I once was, I am now the color of cream, though not ashen. My bi...