I think I'm dreaming at first, I know that much.
Your lips are on the back of my neck, gently kissing as you make your way down to my shoulder. One of your hands is on my stomach, tracing gentle patterns against my soft skin. The other is cupping my breast, nipple lightly pinched between your fingers....

Enjoy your punishment, slave. I will teach you not to touch my cock when I say not to.
My mistress told me to write her a story about our first weekend of chastity. She said she was going to have a surprise for me. Normally, I wouldn't think twice, but I loved her really taking control and actually punishing me. It was going to be so hard being locked up. I dread it, but my cock swells and starts throbbing at the thought. WTF...

No sexual involvement with a person under 18 is mentioned in the story.
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Our family lived in San Diego from the time I could remember. Dad was a big guy. He loved sports and social gatherings. It was he who pushed me to like all sports, mainly ball games. Each holiday, our extended family met for a barbecue feast and playing football. The guys were sweat...

Mum & Dad Help Their Little Girl
Everyone in this story is 18+. Everything occurs after the age of 18. Enjoy!
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My name is Carla, and I want to tell you the story of how I finally lost my virginity, in a way I never saw coming. My best kept secret.
I'm five feet and five inches tall, slim but with a wild hourglass shaped figure. I got my hips from my mother, or so she always says. I have a naturally round and squishy bottom and nice double-D breasts with plenty of jiggy and bounce to them. I ha...

We'd wrapped up our first year of Uni, and having finished finals a couple of days ahead of Sis, I'd beaten her home by a few days. She was due in, late morning. Her flat mate Geena was tagging along with plans for staying the summer with us.
I was surprised when I finally met her. Dark haired, rather than our chestnut hair, a few inches shorter, but a remarkably similar build to Sis, with C cup breasts and an upside-down heart ass. Her name was Geena. Within minutes it seemed like we'd known each other ...

This chapter will continue Trevor's adventures with his new stepsisters as they prepare for two weeks home alone without their parents, but first, I want to thank all of you readers for all of the support and positive reviews my first two chapters have received. I really didn't expect many people to read my story, let alone like it as much as you guys seem to. In response to some of the comments, I also want to say that I will be spending more time on proofreading the upcoming chapters to avoid as many erro...

Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional incest or fictional incest content.
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Introduction

This is a sequel to Nicole & Mary Teach Each Other. I suggest that you read that one first to fully understand the premise of this story, but it's not essential. In that story, Mary is a guest at the all-female Riding To Heaven horse riding resort. She learns to ride horses from instructor Nicole. Mary then teaches Nicole how to ride her. They part with feelings ...

This story picks up immediately after Episode 2.
WARNING: UNFORTUNATELY, EPISODE 3 DOES NOT CONTAIN ANY SIGNIFICANT SEX, just a little light afterplay and foreplay. I apologize, but I needed to expend eight pages of plot to move the it to its next phase. I have been contemplating where to take the story and I decided to go with the somewhat more expansive approach, which moves it into a sort of fantasy/fairytale direction. I think you will end up agreeing it was worth it, but it will take awhile to come ...

Author's note:
This story, as many do, started as a simple idea, but quickly evolved into a lot of other themes as I wrote. I hope you enjoy it and find something in it that turns you on.
"]Alright, you ready to see some booties shaking?"
"Excuse me, this is a classy establishment. We're not here to check out some booties, we're here to appreciate some fine derrieres!"...

This is my entry to the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025
Michelle befriends her stepsister Isabelle
My editor Ken has done a masterful job editing this story. Thank you, Ken
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I was happy in my small hometown of Kokomo, Indiana. I had just finished 12th grade and graduated, walking across the stage to get my diploma. My high heels made my naturaI wiggle more pronounced. I saw Mr. Saunders gazing up at me. He was my World Religions teacher. He seemed to be trying to look up to see under my...

Thank you to Fisherman001 and other Literotica members for inspiring different elements of this semi-fictionalized story.
In my head, I have always had fantasies about showing off my wife or maybe more specifically, exposing her to other men. I am confident that Marie, my wife, enjoys being watched by other men, she just won't admit it. Because of my fantasies, I often very carefully choose what my wife wears when she goes out, whether we're grocery shopping or out to dinner together, on a girls' night, ...

Wanking Nude Day

"Welcome Mario and Maria to our community celebration of National Nude Day. Ahh here come Lou and beautiful Bev. Welcome to my front lawn theater."
Maria squinted, angled her head toward me, and said, "Beautiful Bev? What am I, naked chopped liver, Stu?" then winked.
I answered, "You know Sue and I think you're beautiful. Bev is a little shy and needed some encouragement." Everyone laughed as they all knew my Milky MILF Bev is anything but shy. Before noon, she and Lou walked a...

**DISCLAIMER:
All characters in this story are over 18 and purely creations of fiction. Everything depicted is intended to be consensual acts involving adults. This is meant to be a fun story with only a loose connection to real life. It is not meant to be realistic. This is meant to be read for enjoyment, so hopefully you have some fun reading it. Thanks!**...

Tom put the last of his Sunday lunch onto his fork and pushed it into his mouth, savouring the taste, his mother was a good cook, but her Sunday roasts were legendary. Clearly the rest of the family thought so as well, his father and sister concentrating in silence on the last of their meal.
"Mum, that was absolutely delicious as usual," Tom complimented her, a sentiment seconded by the others....

Stonerager Chronicles
By 2Charlie
This is a science fiction series that happens to include occasional erotic scenes. If you have not yet read previous chapters of this series, I highly recommend going back to do so before you read this chapter.
All characters in this story are of the age of majority....

Hi readers, thanks for coming back for another chapter!
This is Part 2 of Volume 2 of my Eros Plague Epoch series, so if you haven't read the previous chapter, or the previous volume, I'd recommend it even if only so that you know who's who.
While I've seen a few requests for a playbill-style cast of characters, I try to manage this more organically through exposition, so I won't be adding that to the start of chapters. I may just put together a quick rundown for each Volume at some point, but I hope ...

Author's Note: This story came to me in a dream, ironically enough, so it's going to get a bit weird.
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The brown-haired young man, 18 years old, opened his eyes to find himself standing in a hot, dark cavern. An orange glow played off of the walls and ceiling, and he turned to see the source: a pool of lava, bubbling behind a waist-high rock wall. Then the lava moved, in a most unlava-like way....

I've grown up in a small town (population 20,000 or so). There are both good and bad things about that, but ultimately it is what it is: I didn't have a lot of choice in the matter. I had graduated high school 4 days ago, and my 18th birthday had been a week before graduation, so I had two reasons to be feeling good. Come fall, I would be attending the local college one town over, but I would be taking my classes online: I just didn't feel like leaving my comfortable space. In the meantime, I was planning t...

This is my first story written in English. I'm not a native speaker, so please forgive me if the grammar or translation is a bit rough around the edges. The autobiographical part is that I'm seriously ill, I have cancer, and I spend a lot of time in hospital. Being there so much, you see things happening between people that you're not really supposed to notice. Those little moments, the tension, the unspoken feelings, that's what inspired this story and what I wanted to explore....

Thanks to CorruptingPower for permission to make my little contribution to the ever-growing world of Quaranteam, and thanks to the whole collective for their feedback on the writing, and keeping me on the straight and narrow when it comes to canon.
I hope you all like a slow and steady story. This isn't one of your fast-paced stories, full of action. It's about people, and people are complicated....

Dani let the hot water roll down her back, rinsing away the previous night. An hour ago, Celina had walked her to the car parked on the street. It was early enough on the weekend to assume everyone on the street might be sleeping. So they spoke quietly.
"Are you sure you don't want to shower before you go?" Celina had asked....

I woke up in a daze; I didn't know what was happening. The reverberation of something crashing down in the other room was still echoing in my mind. My very first thought was that somebody was breaking in. I jumped to my feet, ready to defend myself.
"Stupid fuck!" I heard seconds later. "You just knocked over the lamp."...

Chapter 6 -- Birthday Boys
Monday February 6
Cassidy had avoided me all day. When she didn't want to talk to me during flight training, I started to think it was more than her usual snit about something. I knew it was serious when Cassidy handed me the keys to the Demon to drive home. Maybe she was sick....

First off, sorry for the title, but there is no better or more fitting word.
I grew up poor, and you could place that title on me until my mid-twenties. Even then, we were not rich, but my husband's hard work began to pay off. At around thirty, bills were no longer a problem, and savings and investments began to grow....

Yesterday marked 11 years from the very first time I shared with another man. Although we certainly have the date marked on the calendar, we don't always do something special to celebrate the significance of this anniversary. Things have been hectic so this was one of those years where neither of us planned anything specific. However, when my wife got home from work, she showed up with some drinks and some snacks and told me to get the hot tub ready....

"Marian, your long hair suits you!"
I laugh as the hard shots of tequila started to come onto me. Yin, the girl who just gave the complement, was grabbing my arm to support me.
It's the nth time I got that complement. I've had my hair short for god-knows-since-when. I decided to grow it out for the last 11 months....

"Is it like the old Playboy magazine, you have essays there by the modern day equivalent of Gore Vidal and William F. Buckley Jr.?" -- Justice Samuel Alito
When Justice Samuel Alito first made that comment, it went around the Internet as a joke. People thought of Alito as an out-of-touch geriatric who didn't understand online smut....

After the formal dinner ended, the orchestra at the other end of the large dining hall started to play soft, lovely music. I do not dance, so I remained seated, slowly sipping my wine glass at the large table, and savoring the presence of my lovely wife on my side. Music had barely begun when a tall, distinguished man in an elegant suit promptly approached my chair to salute me, and politely asked for the permission to dance with my wife....

For you, my sweet, sexy, slutty friend Claire. I was incredibly turned on by your success with your first two audios.
Thank you for trusting me.
Keep cumming.
SexyEyes ????????


I Would Love to be a Whore for You by SexyEyes2020













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Jonathan J. Lexington stopped outside the heavy wooden door, listening to the moans and groans filtering into the hallway.
Voyeurism wasn't the hypnotist's thing. If forced to choose, he preferred to be watched, rather than watch.
Even so, Lexington was nothing if not a curious man. A lifelong student of human nature. And an irredeemable horn dog....