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The Chase 01: The Chase

by Acal on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

As she sat in the bar, contemplating her drink, she sighed and thought, 'None of these humans will do. They are too weak, too sleazy, or too drunk for me. I'll have to take care of this myself.' She was a werewolf in desperate need of release. She paid for her drinks and got off her stool, brushing past a large man as she walked out of the door, not noticin...

Brownout in Malate

by putingtikbalang on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Author's note: I remember saying in a "to write" list I made to write a lemon with a particularly moving scene from a movie in mind. This is not that lemon. This is just a shot at trying to make a lemon work on its own in my hands. I won't try to make this a conscious stab at avoiding the PWP storyline, nor will try to crash into that general direction. Don'...

A Vampire Romance Ch. 02

by LordBrynn on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Deep in the night, the moon throws its silver beams downward into the trees, the forest illuminated with light shining thru the branches, making it seem mystical and haunting. The branches move lightly with the wind, throwing their shadows this way and that, causing the forest floor to seem to be dancing to a slow beat. Slowly out of the shadows of the fores...

Catdreams

by beattie on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

He flexed his limbs and feeling an unaccustomed suppleness and power. Glancing around his eyesight strangely acute and the perspective strange. He moved, his muscles rippling under the sleek black fur, on all fours with cat like grace. A scent reached him, his nostrils flared. He sniffed the air, trying to identify and locate the scent. The scent, more felt...

Scents in the City

by yellow impulse on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The vulgar odors of sweat mix with the overpowering aroma of steaming black cesspools of caffeine envelope me, oppressively pushing their way to my nose. These smells threaten to force themselves into every pore of my entire being. And so I miss my stop. Fuck. A quick breath of fresh air fills my lungs, but escapes me as fast as it came as the sliding doors...

Summer Scent (Enticing Scent for Hets)

by Shale on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

I pass you in the store and you go unnoticed, blending with the other shoppers and carts. Unexceptional to look at, a part of the scenery in the grocery aisle. Casually dressed in faded jeans, T-shirt and sandals, hair amiss, I pass you and you go unnoticed. Until you have gone, leaving the trail of your essence wafting on the subtle currents of air. A whi...

The Package Home

by Masters_Falcon on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Dedicated to my husband, Isaac (AKA Ian from my other stories) I miss you , Master. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ I went the mail box not thinking anything of particular importance would be inside it. But there it was a key... I took the key out and opened the lower package box to find another box from him, my Master. Thinking it would be no more then magazine...

The Count's Request

by toodamnhung on Sep 3, 2017
Fetish

The Count had been visiting his host for nearly three weeks when he received word that he must return home to attend to urgent business. In truth this was not totally unexpected, but it was in fact much regretted. The Count, upon arrival, had informed his host that he might be called back home to attend to such a matter, but this was a partial untruth. The C...

Halloween Foot Daze

by Outsider1505 on Oct 19, 2020
Fetish

This is a sequel to my previously posted story School Foot Daze. I'd had the original idea for it not long after that story was written, but decided to wait until it was closer to Halloween to write and share it. And I'm glad I did, as the story is much better than it would've been with the original idea I'd had for it. Enjoy! ****************** "Trick or...

Aalison the Aardvark

by electricblue66 on Sep 16, 2017
Humor & Satire

Once upon a time there lived a young aardvark named Aalison. For the complete avoidance of doubt and because she is written on Literotica, she has just turned eighteen in every type of year imaginable; and there are no humans involved, none whatsoever, in this story. She is the most perfect picture of aardvarkdom you have ever seen. Her little perky snout a...