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Compulsion in Psycho

by DeniseNoe on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

When the story of Psycho went from Robert Bloch's novel to Alfred Hitchcock's 1960 movie, significant and cinematically effective revisions were made. In this writer's opinion, some of these changes were adaptations from the Richard Fleischer movie Compulsion released the previous year. Real life people and events inspired the novels of both Psycho and Comp...

Trading

by WFEATHER on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

"I have an idea, honey," my wife began in a tone which suggested that she had a sexual idea which she wanted to try. That was how we had begun breath play, with me strangling her with the belt of her favorite robe while I made love to her. That was how we had begun experimenting on occasion with bondage, discovering how she enjoyed being teased while restrai...

Stripper's Pulsating Pussy

by livdnsouth on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I'm horny. I'm horny all the time. They say that a man has a sexual thought every few seconds....while, I have other thoughts every now and then, but I think about sex all the time. So there I was, unemployed again and looking for the perfect job where I could think about sex, have nubile women around me all day and make a decent living. I got all dress...

Salem

by Louetta on Oct 6, 2020
Fetish

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** So every year since we started The Wenches, our little female only BDSM group (read about it here on Literotica), we had done a re-creation of the Salem witch hangings, Salem being only ten miles away from us. We would go down there the weekend after Halloween, when they had a big f...

Accidental Delivery Ch. 04

by Acal on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 4 -- The Closet As he stalked closer to her she noticed the red flush of his face, the top buttons of his shirt open and his tie hanging half open, she knew what he did to him with those letters. She was also a mess, she assumed her makeup had melted into her sweat and streaked her as she looked around hoping that nobody was around to see them. "Ma...

The Card Trick

by omegachronicle on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I love cards. Specifically, card magic. I learned my first card trick when I was 10, and started learning seriously at 15. The thing about cards is, you can show your magic up close and personal rather than far away on a stage. Soon, I started getting attention from my classmates, which was a great thing for a socially awkward guy like me. I may be an amateu...

Whoreticulture

by kimbelina on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was new in town, a 22-year-old professional fresh out of college and recently relocated with no connections other than my Facebook friends, who were all over 1,000 miles away. My new job was great, and I had a fabulous condo overlooking the water, but I was still finding myself alone and unfulfilled. And it's not like I didn't have opportunities to go out...

Rise

by TheGreyKnight on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Pinning you down is my favorite part. It's especially true when I telegraph that I'm going to do it. That I show you, tell you, that it's coming so that you can put up the biggest, best fight you have in you. So when your eyes narrow and your breath quickens and your muscles are bristling with all that extra strength and I sweep it away? Push you down into...

My High Price Paid to Write Erotica

by SusanJillParker on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

Susan reveals the friendships and family relationships lost over her need to write erotica. As a seemingly well adjusted, single woman on the surface, just as no one would know that I'm unemployed and still homeless, no one would know that I write erotica of all things to write. Who knew? Go figure. With my four, big, older brothers living in Ohio and Mich...

Two Ovations, One Night

by soliloquy on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I am laying on a bed made of only wood and blankets. He is leaning over me, his hands wrapped around my long throat. I struggle, protest. There is no yielding in his hands. They are pressed against my airway and I struggle for air. I am in a professional touring company of Othello, by Shakespeare, playing Desdemona to my costar's Othello. I have spoken to t...