There's almost no sex in this story.
It was a Wednesday evening, so I was sitting in Dino's, my favorite Italian restaurant. It was the sauce I came back for. I forget how to say it in Italian, but it was spelled 'arrabbiato' which meant 'angry sauce' and the owner let me have on any of the dishes he served. It wasn't a fancy place like some brownstone in Boston but in a strip mall in a nearby suburb. Originally it was just the pizzeria next door, at some point Dino took over the adjacent storefront, thr...

After our evening of anal reciprocation we left my room and headed back down to the hotel's ground floor. Before doing so I pulled Lorie aside and whispered, "Before this weekend is out I desperately want to eat your pussy."
She looked, I want to say, intrigued, nodded and followed Randall down the hall....

"I'll make it worth your while." I stare at the screen, torn. I am being encouraged to join a woman on the beach, which is a bit of a problem for me. I was a lifesaver for about a decade and I spent too many days on beaches, watching other people swim, besport themselves, get drunk, drugged, burnt and occasionally into trouble in the water....

*All characters and performers are 18 years of age or older*
I was trying to fall asleep, but what I really needed was to get off before I could fully relax. I texted Hubby to please come upstairs and help me out with my needs. He promptly arrived by my side and with his very experienced fingers helped me to a couple of very satisfying orgasms. Needless to say, I fell asleep very quickly after that... Please enjoy our little interlude of pleasure!!...

CHAPTER 2: MOMMY SLUT
After barely recovering from the second fucking by him and Mr. Tillotson in his office, Mr. Bartels suggested a celebratory drink and pointed me again to the cabinets on the opposite wall of his expansive corner office. This time I would be joining them. I felt the eyes of both men on my naked body as I walked with more confidence and ease than I ever would have thought possible considering I only met each man in person earlier today. More amazing, I had just an hour or so before su...

I guess it escalated quickly... she should honestly not be that surprised... how things went from one to a hundred... her mind wanders and she lets out a small moan... a hand gently on her head, cupping her cheek and running back into her hair... tugging.. grounding... she slips back into subspace easily. She is on her knees, under a desk... a cock in her mouth for what feels like ages... it grounds her, not to think, just to feel, be good, be used....

Life in Hollywood was going pretty well. I had a great place to live. Thanks to a really bizarre benefactor my bungalow apartment looked like a million dollars. I was making decent money at my coding job. I had plenty of cash from my sexual escapades locked away and was making contributions to my retirement funds....

My first job was mowing. It was before I could drive. I mowed for half a day on one yard for $3. I thought it was a good deal. I could do a lot with $3.
After a lifetime of work, I retired. It didn't last. I missed something. Maybe it was the routine of going to a place where it mattered. I remembered my first job, mowing. It was a good memory. I started a mowing business....

Chapter 1: Visions
Evie groaned and looked blearily at her phone. It was far too early to be awake, but this alarm woke her up immediately. It was Housesitting Day! Today marked the beginning of a full month of independence, away from her parents and free of roommates. Every summer since middle school, Evie had jumped at the chance to take care of her neighbor Jasmine's gorgeous home....

Disclaimer : All characters in this story are 18 years or older.
This story is meant for those who love slow-burn eroticism.
It doesn't haste, stays there till the breath turns into a moan.
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Story so far (recap)
Sonali Bedi, the director of WhisperLine launched an app, a female version of their already popular intimacy app meant for males. This app allows females to explore their hidden desires and fantasies in complete anonymity....

Cocky (bi)
"Honey? If a husband couldn't satisfy his wife in bed: because his penis was insufficient - would he be a real man?"
I wasn't worried at all. With my eleven inch cock I was all that! "You mean like a man with a four inch wiener?" Looking at her amused face I knew I had it so I kept going, "He'd have to be rich." Her glee deepened. "It's a good thing I've got it all - money AND a big cock."...

I got out of the gym even more sweaty, heated, and aching than usual. I'd pushed myself, hard as I could. Kept lifting, pushing, pulling until my body was screaming at me to let it up. It had been one of those days... for the last couple weeks. I had to do something to drown out how loud my brain had gotten. But even when my muscles were screaming it didn't do enough to smother my thoughts....

I'd been an expatriate in Colombo, Sri Lanka, for about a year, living in a neighbourhood with fellow British nationals. Since I was working for a British company as a consultant in the country, I felt good about having a purpose, and I earned a very good income. I mostly liked the country and the city, and the Sri Lankan culture was a wonderful experience....

We stumbled through the door a little after 8 pm, laughing and giggling. It was getting late for us. Holly would have to be up at 5 am to be out the door for 7. My commute into work was less of a chore, so I could sleep in until 6:30 at the latest.
Wednesday evening was hardly ideal for fun, but our schedules had just aligned so well this week that it would have been silly not to take advantage of the opportunity. It was the school summer holidays, her girl was sleeping around a friend's, and my boy was ...

Early Monday morning, following a tumultuous week on many levels. I woke at 7:00, still a little tired after getting home from Alison's house a little after midnight. She had fallen fast asleep, and I crept out of bed, kissed her softly and departed. I laid my head flat on the pillow and visualised what I had planned to work on that day. At 7:45 I rose, showered, and dressed for the day, went downstairs, and put a pot of coffee on to perk. My phone rang at 8:30, it was Devon....

Swinging in the Hills -2
Story so far. - Mahesh and friend Subir head out on a holiday with two hot women, with whom they have had a foursome in the past. At the holiday resort they come across another couple who were curious about the swinging lifestyle and initiate them with an orgy.
After the new couple Simmar and Rahul had experienced two new partners, the entire group of six swingers were relaxed and enjoying the sexual energy that was palpable in the air. All of them were either nude or partly c...

Part 3, where Brent begins to discover his arc. Fair warning, while sex and hilarity may ensue, this particular entry will be a bit emotionally heavier than the previous chapters.
Another day, another audition, another two cocks in Brent's ass. Much went through his mind this day, much like the previous. Aside from his annoyance that Wendy decided to insert herself into Brent's 'professional' life when she already had her way with him at home; Brent noticed Colby acted a little different on this particul...

Part 1
Bailey writes online about her son's 19 year old black friend that has flirted with her. As he keeps trying, Bailey finds herself more and more attracted to the younger man. After more flirting and their growing chemistry, Bailey nearly submits to her urges, only just barely able to stop herself. She invites him around to talk about it and ends up sucking his dick and letting him lick her pussy. After arguing with herself, she books them both a hotel room where they finally have sex....

It was the end of a long, hard week, and sadly, like too many others, I had broken my ass all week and left with seeing how to make my paycheck get us to the next one. But we were young, and that is an all-too-familiar story. Being in our teens and already with a child wasn't helping, but it is what it is....

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work is copy written by the author....

"Papa?" came faintly from upstairs--barely audible from afar, but unmistakable.
Both of them went still.
A small sound from upstairs had broken the spell.
Alex snapped out of it first. He stood abruptly and began dressing--clumsy, hurried, trying not to think too hard.
Ashley remained seated, composed. Not in fear--she wasn't that kind of girl--but with a curious, quiet satisfaction. Her lips parted slightly, her gaze never leaving him as he rushed to fix his shirt....

Where Angels Dare
Xonereth entered the cavernous banquet room. To describe this space as merely a room was woefully inadequate. More of a cathedral of dark grandiosity, such was its sheer magnificence and size. He gazed toward the head of the enormous banquet table, carved in its entirety from black basalt, which was designed to seat all of the highborn nobility, as it did this demon night. Noting with a dark reservation the seat at the end of the table again stood glaringly vacant. His mother the Prime ...

The golden light of a gentle dawn beamed onto Laurie's face through a crack in the curtain. He woke, squinting at the unwelcome intrusion, and groaned in frustration. Kitty slept beside him, turned away so that her pretty face was in the dark and her sleep remained undisturbed.
Laurie lay for a moment, listening to her steady breathing. There was quiet in the house. No kids running around, nothing playing too loud on the TV in the living room. No chaos. Just blissful quiet. That was how Laurie knew it wa...

Living Dolls 05
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I had barely left Sloanes Steak House and was in car when my phone chirped letting me know I had received a text.
I pulled my phone and saw it was from a familiar number.
Keith: Hey dude we're having a gaming night and not sure if you have the day off or not.   You interested?...

Chapter 23 - Rescue?
As dawn arrived, I sat in my window and watched the small sailboat anchor off the shore where the plane carcass was. Watching the boat, I saw three members of the crew get an inflatable boat off the davits, add a pair of outboard motors, and drop it into the water. As they did that, a woman came up from below and talked to one of the men. He gestured wildly and then slapped her across the face. Grabbing her by the arm, he pulled her to a below decks door, throwing her down the steps ...

The Street Key Party
Claire and I had moved into the street a year ago. It was a great quiet street, mostly young families, the area was affluent without being ostentatious. Well kept front gardens, friendly nods as people passed, compared to the city where we'd moved from it seemed as close to suburban heaven as we could have imagined....

AUTHOR'S NOTE: A reader of an earlier version of this memoir complained that there were too many characters. It can't be helped. You are accompanying Carl and Ellen to an outdoor party where you don't know anyone. No one will have clothes on. Hopefully, that will help you remember them.
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After high demand (Like 4 comments ; P) on the first work that I thought would be a one off, I'm planning to continue more with this fun gym story. Again, this is a work of erotic fiction, and should NEVER be used as advice or inspiration for real world activities. Do not ogle other people in the gym, that's not cool, and don't include random people in your kinks. That's not cool either. All that said, all character's involved are 21+ and fictional, hope you enjoy!...

Author's Note:
In 2007, I accidentally looked up Literotica on my iPhone while I was at work. I didn't have a VPN at the time (I wasn't terribly internet savvy), and I freaked out -- thinking that it would be flagged and not only would I get fired, but I'd be outed as well. I immediately contacted Literotica, and requested that my account be deleted, knowing all my stories would be nuked as well....

The following erotic horror story has themes of horror, misogyny, non-consent sex and other dark themes. If such content offends you, please do not read. This is an erotic FICTION story not meant as any sort of gender, political or societal protest. This is purely for entertainment and never meant to happen in reality. If you have issues with such kinks, please do not read....