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Charlotte & The Pirate Ch. 10

by mcfbridge on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The following story is the final chapter in a 10-parter, with each chapter in a different category. If you enjoy this story, I'm afraid you'll have to go find each part, or you can click on my name above to see all parts as well as my other stories. Part 1: Non-Erotic. Part 2: First Time Part 3: Loving Wives Part 4: Exhib & Voy Part 5: Lesbian Par...

Historical Erotica Ch. 01

by Scheherazade88 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Note to Reader: The Following story unfolds in Tehran- Iran in 1953 during an attempted American-CIA and British MI6 coup against the democratically elected government of Mohammad Mosaddegh. Codenamed Operation Ajax the plan was to remove Mosaddegh and increase the power of the Iranian Shah (King), Shah Mohammad Reza Pahlavi. The story follows John Hopkins,...

The XXX Olympiad

by johndstories on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

"And welcome to Day Two of the round-up show of the Olympiad here in London," a smart suited gentleman said to the camera in a clear voice with a cheesy smirk. "And what a programme we have lined up for you today. It's been thrills, excitement and plenty of action." His co-host, a beautiful young lady with bouncing brunette hair and an infectious smile nodd...

A Tangled Web Ch. 11

by MissLisaJones on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

From her vantage point in the woods Xui-Li looked down on the stockade where the prisoners were being held. Using a pair of field glasses she made a slow and careful scan of the entire area. There were two conjoined compounds, one for the men and one for the women, each surrounded by a barbed wire fence which had guard towers at regular intervals. It was mid...

Love in the Midst of War

by Santee110x on Feb 26, 2019
Romance

Anne listened to the muffled drums as she watched the dusty British soldiers parade down the street and stop next to their redoubt down the way. The earthen redoubt mounted three cannon and was the main defensive fortification for the British occupying troops. Commands snapped out sharply as the tired men were brought to an orderly halt and dismissed. Office...

No Future Ch. 36

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

XXXVI Unto the Next Generation Iris 2054 Iris had never participated in a demonstration before in her life. There'd never been anything in the twenty five years of her life that had stirred her up enough to do more than make the most passive protest. Normally, Iris wasn't very sure what she really believed in, especially when the object of protest was...

Martians Under My Bed

by endthedream on Aug 18, 2017
First Time

I will wait a little longer. The sky is dark. The seas are dimly lit and I wonder if there are Martians underneath my bed, waiting, just for me. There is nothing surface in my life. I fall through floors and chairs and skies and miles and country roads and coffee pots and dishware and silver crosses and TV screens and DVDs and video games and the lunar modul...

Do You Bonk, Shag or Screw?

by Pussyrider on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"America and Britain are two nations divided by a common language". So said George Bernard Shaw. Or possibly Oscar Wilde. Or was it Winston Churchill? Anyway, there's a lot of truth in this statement, and it's something I'm never more aware of than when I'm writing a submission to Literotica. (Mark Twain maybe?) For those poor deprived souls not yet familia...

Madeleine Ch. 05

by jack_straw on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

September, 1916 Paris, France It was a Monday, when my life took a significant turn. I had completed my morning exercise at the embassy and had arrived in my office when I was summoned to Mr. Stark's office for what was described as an urgent meeting. This in itself was not unusual, as I spent almost half my time in the ambassador's company, discussing e...

Tea Time

by VioletII on Jul 16, 2019
Group Sex

"You're drinking tea from a bag?" The perfectly coiffed middle-aged lady sitting in the airplane seat next to mine patted me on the knee. She had a lovely British accent; I think they called it a Geordie. "Well, don't worry your pretty little head, dear. Just another hour until our arrival, and you'll be served some REAL tea." Amused, I smiled and thanked h...