Three years ago my wife last had me locked in a cock cage on my birthday. The day was spent at work and that evening I had a treat tea of my choice. In bed that night I gave my wife her usual foot massage and then she cuddled me and I played with her hair while she fell asleep. I lay awake, frustrated and resentful....

Late Tuesday evening.
After the movie that Billy was at ended, the team captain invited the guys to his house.
"Got a nice surprise for you, really give us the team bonding."
Once they were at his house, he led them downstairs into the rumpus room, and they lounged about for a while, just talking and commenting on the movie, until they heard the front door open and close....

What do you do when you are feeling lonely and horny at the same time, but don't know how to unleash the wild animal in you?
Sexting, isn't it?
It's the only option I have, since you know, I love my best friend and his girlfriend.
Pretty fucked up, right?
It's frustrating that out of 7.8 billion people in the world, we still fall for the one person we know isn't right for us -- or at least, it seems that way sometimes....

It was a typical night at the dance club downtown. Hundreds of people were waiting in line to enter it. The security guards at the entrance checked each person thoroughly before letting them inside.
Stacy loved dancing and her favorite pastime was visiting dancing clubs all over the city.
She would usually go with her friends (male or female), but on this particular night, she decided to pay the downtown dance club a visit alone....

Bring in a Substitute Fuck,
And Watch
Her nipples were as hard as rocks and extended nearly half an inch. Her breathing was heavy and her moan came from deep down in her chest. Her belly was flat and he ran his hand across it, over her curly pubic patch just above her clit, running his fingers to her soft pink petals, sliding between them with one of those fingers, opening her up and gathering her wetness on the tip, inserting it deep into her, letting it go far between the soft walls of her sex, into...

I was relaxing enjoying a lazy Saturday afternoon when my wife received a call.
"Hey, Kim. What'sup?" My wife greeted her best friend since junior high.
I couldn't hear Kim's response. I continued flipping thru my phone as I listened to one half of the conversation.
"Oh I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?...

I turned 18 when my mom passed away as a result of cancer. My dad mourned her passing for a year, unable to get over his loss.
Then, three months later, he met Melissa. She was in her late 30s, a brunette, 5'5" tall, with an athletic body, firm breasts and an ass to die for.
The first time I had laid my eyes upon her I couldn't believe she could be my stepmom. She was so damn hot....

For months, my wife and I had joked together about how the great relationship we have would shine out to other people, and they would want to know how we could be so happy with each other. We laughed about how people would be jealous of us, and want what we have. And how some of them would be sexually attracted to us because of our relationship. Well, it finally happened......

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....

I am surrounded by one-hundred women. All dusky, voluptuous beauties. All masturbating. Well, except for the one that is grinding her pussy on my face, spitting into my mouth, and gushing currently. Oh, and the one riding my dick.
This is it. The Squirt Club to end it all. I'm going to let them drown me, or cause me death by hyponatremia. You know, water intoxication. Or, in this case, squirt intoxication. I'll drink so much squirt that the sodium levels in my blood dip too low, and I die. Or I'll suffoc...

This is my first attempt at writing smut. I think it turned out okay. I certainly enjoyed writing it! Hope you enjoy it as much as I do! I may write more in the future.
Jesper's Exploration: Meeting Selene
I'm excited! I'm nervous. Why am I so nervous?, I think to myself. I met Selene on a queer community social app. It didn't take long before our innocent texting moved into more flirtatious territory, then outright sexting. We both have children at home, so physical dates can be a little more challen...

Hello again gentleman of Literotica, Artgasim here with another story offer. This time it is [MDom]. I really love a good narrative and like hearing a voice put to my work, so please feel free to perform a reading.
This story was a fun write, based on a recurring fantasy I found incredibly arousing. This particular story is a companion piece to a female first person perspective of the same encounter entitled "This Strangers Touch" published here on Literotica....

There was a time where lust was free
and erogenous lady virgins
played with juicy male edifice
in a queendom a 1000 years away
and a million miles ago...
Before the princess stood twenty men with erections.
Your breakfast, majesty
the guard said
the princess strode forward, in her exquisite silk white dress, kneeled and slowly began sucking the first man....

My arm wraps around her body as I slide up behind her, we are both lying in bed naked, the early morning sun peaking through her bedroom window bathing the room in it's soft glow. She stirs as I cup her breast, gently massaging it as I press my cock between her ass cheeks, slowly grinding against her as I kiss her neck and shoulder....

I am 20, a junior in college, and an only child. And my father's been working abroad for a long, long time -- he's hardly ever here. Last year, the firm appointed him as general manager of its European arm. Not long after, he sent us a divorce settlement to be signed by Mom and sent back.
Even before he'd taken off to Europe, if I'm being honest, Dad had been running around with the sales manager for the company, a flashy number who made the men in the office turn their heads and who, I would soon learn,...

I was sat on the sofa day dreaming. It had been a long time since I had been tied up and I was craving being bound and gagged and helplessly at someone's mercy. My attempts to meet someone hadn't gone anywhere. Lots of people that enjoyed the idea of talking about it, but didn't have the know how or the willingness to take it from chat to reality....

I am a transgender woman who writes erotica about and for transgender women. My stories feature trans women being treated like women and having the diverse sexual experiences that they deserve. Enjoy and let me know what you think! More stories to come.
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The Palmer kids had been too peaceful. Normally, Isabella would've been grateful. Tonight, though, she needed a distraction. She just graduated from high school and wondered what the future would hold for her as a transgender woman. Now that the...

Prelude
As the darkness slowly morphed into faint light I found myself staring up between two tattooed thighs at a gaping vagina. As my senses came back to me, I thought to myself, "how the hell did I get here."
Day 1
Two weeks earlier, I was a normal guy living a normal married life in Southern California. A good-looking guy I'd say, but not in the chiseled type way. More of an athletic runner type. Somehow I landed a hot wife and, 6 years in, still have a good, though a little vanilla, sex life. ...

Consuming a drink after a long week was very out of character for me. But I was in a bar I had never been in before. But that is not news, as I am not much of a drinker in the first place.
What happened next wasn't a first, but it had been long. With two ice cubes a quarter the size they were and a half a sip left in the glass, a woman sat next to me offering to buy the next round. It was so out of sorts, I asked if she knew me. "No, but I would like to," she commited back....

I've always wanted you," began Amrita. She put a hand on his chest and smiled down at him, and then continued, "I've been telling Sarasvi about you for all this time, and she ached for you, too, enough to move countries, even!"
"It's true," added Sarasvi, and she caressed his cheek gently.
"Further, I think that you have a divine spark that almost no one has, and there is only one way to draw it out of you. This is to push you to your limits of humanity," concluded Amrita....

It had been a long day. A long month, really. Nate had racked up so much overtime at work that stopping at a pub on a Friday night seemed like a logical conclusion, despite the fact that he rarely drank. He nursed a gin and tonic while scrolling aimlessly on his phone, and was about to ask the bartender for his bill, when he heard a soft voice behind him....

Or you wouldn't have clicked on my audio. Question is, what would you want on or in your needy greedy cunt?
All participants are 18 years of age or older.


Do You Have A Needy Greedy Cunt? by DrStoney

















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After our first – and last – intercourse, there hadn't been any sign of Becky for a while. Not a single message, not an unanswered phone call; both of the messages that I had sent had remained without an answer.
If nothing had happened to her, then it just had to be because of us having sex. As she had been the one initiating it, not even once but twice, the weirder it seemed....

Chapter 36: The wayward daughter
After the demanding lesson of Ser Simon, Corantin had to spend half an hour resting before he could stand again.
He was now descending the stone stairs of the basement to his dungeon. Obviously, he was going to free Amari from today's play. He had left her bound to a bed with the magical hood on. While not truly a neglect play. With the current circumstances, it was the best he could do....

Chapter 4 -- A Grave Mistake
The night was rough, Sarah's body was bruised with purple marks scattered across her stomach. Arriving back home in the early hours of the morning was hard enough. However, she struggled with cold sweats the whole night, battling her anxiety. After hours of attempted sleep, she tried to listen to music on the radio, eventually falling asleep with it on. The morning came abruptly, a piercing emergency announcement on the radio rattled her awake....

Chapter Two:
Back to our visitor.
My wife began to speak to me, she told me that she had met three different women at the bar around the corner, after buying them a drink or two and chatting them up she would ask if they had any dominant tendencies and if they might have interest in punishing her husband for their own pleasure. The first one didn’t really know what to do with that, and quickly left. The second one apparently a little bit drunk, had some interest, but asked where her husband was, my wi...

Slave Train - slave girl sara
A bit of an odd ball story this one
Bureaucracy gone mad were my feelings when I got a letter, in a long brown envelope, from my local city council.
Dear Mr. Brown
It has been brought to my attention you have opened a company trading as "Slave Training."
Could you either change the name of the company or contact us in the first instance regarding your Training Records, Health and Safety, Teacher Accreditation and Risk Assessments....

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Mallory was getting used to being nude in front of strangers, singly or in groups. She was comfortable with her body being watched and assessed. What still felt odd, though, was the absence of finishing points that dressing provided.
She'd wake, or bathe, or use the toilet, but still be disorientated at not putting anything on or pulling anything up when she was done. But this was her owner's rule; Mallory's body was always to be fully on show and available. Her only garment was the collar around he...

"So. You consent to serve. How NICE." The last said with a noticeable amount of extra bite.
"Follow, but keep your head lower than mine, and 3 paces behind me at all times."
Without waiting to check on his compliance, Ren walked into the interior of her house. After a short distance, Ren paused outside a plain wooden door, and instructed: "Kneel... and stay" (added somewhat as an afterthought)....