I was sitting in what Laura called detention, writing lines, in her make-believe classroom. And I had just let my stool scrape over the wooden floor, making a dreadful sound, not unlike fingernails scratching on a blackboard. Instantly, I knew I had done wrong. I had violated one of Laura's--Miss Smith's--school rules....

I was in the classroom, more than an hour early, getting ready, my mood, that is. You have to be in a special state to teach. It's like giving a performance, different from the usual frame of mind in which you engage with people. Some of us- I for one- have to ramp up to that- which takes time.
It actually felt good being there, in my work space, having it to myself for now, no pressure. If people only knew how hard we teachers work! The job is more than just showing up for class and doing your thing....

Author's Note
Part 2 of the story about the weak-willed mother of a bully and the special bond she forms with the victim of her son's bullying.
Comments and constructive feedback are always appreciated.
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Main Characters
Sandy - 37 yo, 5', 100 pounds, divorced weak-willed single mother to Brad....

My wife and I are both writers. I write Mystery, Horror and Scifi, while she writes Urban Fantasy and Romance. A few years ago we went to a writing conference in Memphis, Tennessee.
We arrived mid afternoon and picked up our membership lanyards. There was a schedule posted by the registration table, as well as a bulletin board with various notes pinned up. This was at a Holiday Inn, and the halls were lined with tables....

A few weeks later, I woke up on my 26th birthday. I realized I was alone in bed. My boss had given me the morning off, so it was past ten by that point. Cameron and James had already left for work. My morning erection tugged at the silky sheets as I rolled onto my back.
My two hung lovers had abstained from entering my ass for the past couple of days. They said it was because they were saving my hole for "something special." They refused to give me any more details than that....

Tonight There's Gonna Be a Jailbreak - Jenny Gets Her Revenge.
Once again, in complete disbelief, I was staring at my husband Mark's computer screen realizing he was having yet another affair. I don't get it. I am extremely attractive having worked as a confident runway model. I give him all the sexual attention and support he could want or need, even when we fight. In fact, my libido is much more active and insatiable than his and most other women! Yet he still feels a need to cheat on me....

Bob opened his eyes and looked at the clock which said it was 1:00 am. He was alone in the bed and wondered if he had dreamt about Candy. Then he heard the shower and he heard Candy humming. The shower stopped and after a few minutes the door opened and out stepped Candy naked still drying her hair with the towel....

"Take her to the 4th level chambers," the King ordered the guards. "Let her be a reminder why you should work hard to complete level 4... and why you shouldn't piss off the King."
The moment the words left his mouth, the air in the room shifted. Guards exchanged glances; the unspoken rule had been shattered....

i started off touching my sore breasts hoping to find some relief but i got turned on and used my toys to cum.
i tried to be louder this time and i tried to get sounds of my dildo inside of me but im not sure how yall will think


Soft Moans Turning Into Begging by gooseygirly


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Authors note:
This is a standalone story I wrote while particularly inspired, just to do something different between episodes of my current series. It is a bit of a slowburn but it does have a steamy conclusion. If you are here just for the fireworks, just flip the pages and ctrl+f for the world EXCELSIOR....

DISCLAIMER: This is a complete work of fiction. All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older and completely fictional. No part of this story is derived from actual events. The author does not condone incest. Also, the author does not condone any sexual activities being performed without complete and clear consent. With that being said, I hope you enjoy the naughtiness!...

Note: This story contains consensual Incest between two adults. If Incest bothers you, please do not read this story. I do not condone non consensual Incest. I do not condone Incestual Violence or assault. This story does not contain any such thing, this is a fictional story about two Consenting Adults....

Hey guys I need to confess something which happened with my bestie a while ago. One weekend I went to the beach with my friend Nikki. She loves to party and go out to bars and clubs, she's definitely one of my more wild friends so I should've known it would lead to a wild adventure. I also love to party of course....

I was fifteen minutes into the session and hadn't said a single thing worth saying.
She sat across from me, notebook resting on her thigh, legs crossed just above the knee. That pantsuit didn't just fit. It clung. Tailored, dark, sharp. Professional if you glanced. Dangerous if you looked twice. Her blouse dipped just enough to raise questions. Glasses perched perfectly. Hair in one of those loose buns that looked like it would unravel if you pulled just right....

I had the idea for a generally positive M4F audio with my characteristic slightly sinister tone and I came up with this slow burn where the listener is being motivated to be the best version of themselves with the threat of me being mean (but no demeaning language) but it generally just ends up being pretty positive while I give them pleasure....

"Mount up, girlie," Blue said, patting the seat behind her. "Let's go get you something proper to wear."
Blue was an attractive woman, despite being old enough to be Randy's mother and more muscular than he liked women to be. Taller and more muscular than himself, and Randy was a star athlete back home, used to being admired. Even her cock dwarfed Randy's own. Everything about her made him feel diminished as a man....

Maddie, who was six, stood up and yelled -- "Uncle AJ, you say what you gotta say, we will survive." Cheers from the kids were heard throughout the hall.
AJ looked around the room -- "Parents are you okay with some less-than-stellar language and some adult thoughts, no graphic sex stuff?"
Amanda, Chandler, Colt, and Ali all yelled out -- "Come on graphic sex stuff could be fun." The four were cautioned by their parents, other than that, no objections were given, so AJ carried on -...

All characters are at least eighteen years of age. All sexually active characters in this story are at least eighteen years of age.
An hour after I finished my shower the doorbell rang. I took one last look in the mirror and went to the door. Steve was standing there with a big sexy smile.
"Hey there... care to come in for a minute... or ten," I asked?...

Fitz redone alternative ending
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This is a story of loss that is set in the late 1990s.
It was an unusually warm night in late September. My skin had started to turn that ghostly pale white, which shines forth from most white people in Seattle. I used to say Caucasian, but since Perestroika and the fall of the Soviet state I've met Russians who excla...

Black Bitches Love James
By: DickThePimp
Totally Fake
The Stars:
James (Me)
And
A Couple Of Really Hot Black Bitches
"Damnnnnnnnnn. What a pair of tits. Ohhhhh yeahhhhhh." I chuckle. Chill as fuck. Happy as fuck.
My girl Kayla (Jamaican/Indian/American Original Character With Huge Tattooed Tits) is softly titty fucking my very happy white dick with her perfect, light chocolate tattooed jugs....

This is the first time I am writing, it is about an wild encounter I had. I look forward to writing more such stories. Would love to know areas of improvement in the area of story telling.
It had been almost a year since we broke up. We had started dating at the age of 18 and we dated for almost 2 years. Things ultimately didn't work out for us so we decided to part was. A couple of months after we broke up I moved to another city for my undergrad degree, while she continued in our hometown. We used to s...

It had been a whole month since Michael and I had sex and I was going insane. I missed his touch, the way he filled me up, the way he looked at me like he owned me. My body ached for him. Every time I sat still too long, I'd feel my pussy clench and throb with need. I couldn't even concentrate. I was soaked constantly. Dripping....

"What did you think you were doing, rapedoll?"
Before I could turn around fully, I felt a hand on the back of my neck, pinning me against the wall in the foyer.
"What are you talking about?" I ask, feigning innocence. But if I were being honest, this was exactly what I'd been hoping would happen the moment I walked in through the front door. I'd been breaking rules all day: refusing to call him Daddy, not asking for clothing approval, not asking for permission to use furniture, teasing him and pushing...

Kyle led Wendy by the hand, out of the bedroom, downstairs and out the rear sliding doors of his suburban home. They crossed around the pool, through the gate, and around the neighboring pool deck, lit by the destination's interior lights.
At the neighbor's rear portico, a middle-aged man stood in the open sliding doorway. Wendy's topless figure was fully illuminated; her face preened to perfection. She caught the hint of a smirk and a nod of appreciation on the man's face....

Introduction
You don't have to know everything that came before to understand where this story begins. But you should know this much: Rick Weston is a man who's already fought more battles than most. Some were in combat zones halfway across the world. The rest were in his own living room, armed with nothing but sarcasm and the occasional bourbon....

I spent almost the full next day wondering if I should demand some sort of an answer from Matthew.
Rationally, I knew he hadn't done anything more than being horribly disrespectful to his wife. We had barely even touched each other platonically, let alone kissed or done anything worse.
But there was a deep level of hurt that I was struggling to ignore. I had felt a genuine connection and I thought he'd felt the same. It sounded ridiculous. I had met men before who had faked an emotional connection to ...

This story is another mind-worm that just wouldn't go away. When a writer has a mind worm the only way to get it to go away is to write and publish the story. I don't really like it, but some of you might. My last mind worm was very well received.
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WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living o...

Author's Note: Drawn to the Tide is a brief slice-of-life glimpse into a single day between longtime lovers. No dramatic plot twists or heated arguments here—just the quiet intimacy of two women who've loved each other across landscapes and decades. I wanted to capture how desire can deepen with familiarity rather than fade....

Author's Notes: This story has been posted to Literotica. Com with the full knowledge of the original author, JimBob44. No part or whole of this story may be reprinted in any other format or on any other web site without the express written consent of the original author.
Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age....

This the 5th and final part of a series which continues Chloe's timeline from "Riding With Dirty Girls," "Chloe Rides Again," and "Chloe's Return." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but for background, you ideally need to have read the other series' first.
This is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy. The culture around world-class women's cycling probably isn't a hotbed of lesbian lust, but wouldn'...