X Time Erotica Stories

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Our Vision

by MrLightningStar on May 13, 2020
Reviews & Essays

If we reeeally take a look at the history of the world... Erotica has always been at the forefront of art's beginnings in every culture's rise. From Bawdy folk songs, Egyptian erotic poetry, Ancient Greek sculptures, to Renaissance paintings, to Japanese woodblock canvases - it's even in the Bible! Go read Songs of Solomon! Today, we have the biggest and...

Ode to Domina Scorpio: Queen

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Lying on his back, his legs and arms bound by thick steel chains, the Haitian-American erotica writer and kinky intellectual known to the world as Samuel X howled in pleasure mixed with pain as his sultry African-American mistress, Kiah a.k.a. Domina Scorpio rammed her strap-on dildo up his ass. Domina Scorpio smiled to herself and licked her full, succulent...

Thanks, Demon - I Needed That

by rexfelis on Sep 18, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Today I came face to face with a demon. I was surfing the Internet, and reading some stories at my favorite erotic literature site (Literotica, of course), and the thing leaped out into my mind and spacked me across the ego. I say it spacked me because demons spack, they don't smack. But that's another story. So this demon spacked me across my ego good and...

Ode To Domina Scorpio: Punish

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Samuel X. the infamous online erotica writer known as the Aquarius King smiled to himself as he looked at his sexy submissive Kiah, also known as Domina Scorpio. The sexy, tall and curvy young Black woman looked simply amazing while naked. The Haitian-born and self-style 'prince of perverts' gently palmed the ample bottom of his sexy submissive. Tonight, he...

Late Night Essay

by rexfelis on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Mom knows. She found out about a year or two ago. I don't remember exactly when. Maybe after a year of writing for Lit, I guess. I was kinda surprised at her reaction. She told me she didn't care what I write, as long as I was making money at it. Was I? Of course, I had to say no. After all, what I write and submit here isn't written for money. It's written...

Red Panties

by RobinThrobbin on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

When he was writing to Debra it wasn't very clear how he would place his erotically positions of words.He wanted to tell her he cared so much for her but he had these intense secrets. So many rumors spread like the plague like a woman in hot red the Sub Rosa. How she had the miserable he was mastering her every spy eye move marriage.How she stated she felt m...

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Ode To Domina Scorpio: Owner

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Samuel X. The Aquarius King. The Haitian Dreamer. Literotica's Favorite Asshole. In his lifetime, the young Black man from the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, had been called many things. Always because of his peculiar talents. Growing up in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts, he was keenly aware of the fact that he was different. Among the legions...

Flaws in the Porn Industry

by X-Factor on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I stumbled upon this category in Literotica, and I found a perfect place to vent. I understand that some of you have been sending me emails looking for more stories, and I thank you for all of them. They are on their way, I promise. This time, however, I would like to speak on behalf of all who enjoy erotica, without going extreme - in other words, most of u...

Game Monster

by Cantalope on May 11, 2015
Science Fiction

As the world loads in you rise up, drawing up your power... before unceremoniously flopping onto the ground. What's the point? The heroes would just waltz through and kill you 20 minutes from now. You didn't even get the satisfaction of killing them over and over again like the bosses did. You were just a creep put here so the heroes could farm XP. The more...

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Sex Writer Symposium: 03

by PenningFreer on Sep 15, 2017
Group Sex

Despite the usual collage of the beautiful fucking bodies slow-motioning to sensuous music on the warm huge screens above the dining hall and the open bar compliments of the Friday night Sex Writers' Symposium, I distractedly thumb through my still-stained notes, looking back through the last week's entries, trying to jumpstart my script thoughts. When I re...