My writings are works of my imagination. All the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are the product of my august imagination and used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental, and sometimes fun....

By Emi Tsuruta
Back when I used to live with my family, one summer, my father took my mom, my sister Norika and me to visit one of his old classmates from university, Russell Crane. Mr. Crane worked as an architect. I remember us staying a night in his beautiful chalet in the mountains near the ski resort Lake Tahoe northeast of here on the border of California and Nevada. After that, my father mentioned Mr. Crane once in a while, and had been asking, now that I was living in California instead of Japan,...

Billy didn't know how much time passed before he realized what had just happened. It had to be ten minutes or so as his knees were getting tired and sore. He stood and went to the mirror over the sink to see what state he was in. His face was covered in a mixture of cum and piss with thick globs in his hair and neck. Not entirely sure what was motivating him, he started collecting it with his fingers and licking them clean. The flavor of Joey's cum once again filled his pallet, triggering him to moan to him...

I hope you enjoyed part 1 of this little tale. If you haven't read it, it is worth reading Pt1 before reading this so you understand the situation Chris has found himself in.
All feedback appreciated. I have had a good second and third read of this one, so hopefully reduced the number of typos etc....

My lovely wife Sam is very much a big beautiful woman, she has gg cup breasts and she doesn't like to wear underwear, except on special occasions. We were on holiday at the coast and we had already been quite adventurous with our love making out in the open.
We were on the fifth day of our holiday. Sam wanted to get a tattoo, I was happy to do this, we were going to have matching ones on our hips, mine would be on my left hip and Sam's on her right. We got up and showered then we got dressed, Sam was goi...

This is a continuing story. The beginning of the story was called Drywood for no apparent reason whatsoever. If you want a presentation of the characters and start of the plot read the first parts.
As noted in part 6 the story now becomes four different stories, all overlapping in time but best told as one at a time. The other ones are called "Sailing", "Monas story" and "Carrie" and the prolog is in drywood part 6. This is another one starting in part 6 with Helen telling me about her friend Annette and...

Chapter 4, The gangbang begins.
MONDAY morning is here and the couple are arriving at the studio, for a very important day in both their lives.
The studio is quiet, the other actors not yet there. Claude meets them and takes Jean Paul aside to discuss finance, while Florence meets with Charlotte for hair, makeup and clothes....

Dear reader: I'm experimenting with a different style of writing here. Let me know what you think.
I roll onto my side, my head resting on my raised hand, one leg demurely on top of the other, but the neckline of my nighty droops, showing off more of my breast.
This op-shop nighty is annoying, it doesn't drape around my body like my satin ones do, but it will serve its purpose later....

"Kels, where do you want the cooler with the waters?" Leah Michaels asked as she approached the Ford Escape parked with all of its doors open in the early morning sunlight. She looked around for her best friend, Kelsey Saunders, finally noticing her on her knees in the backseat trying to organize bags of clothing and other belongings needed for a week's stay at the summer cabin of Kelsey's parents....

Protector


by capta

Chapter 1 - Her Reasons
The sky cast a gray shadow over the city of Trondheim, Norway. It was pouring when Eiolyte approached a bar with a sign in the shape of shield. It spelled "Valhalla Bar." Entering, the woman found it crowded. As anthros, humans, and taurs occupied the building. The woman, shaking off her umbrella took an open seat at the bar....

Indoor Pool Story Literotica
Fall was in full swing in my Inland Empire town in Southern California, but the temperatures were still fairly warm in the high 70s, not unusual for this time of year, but far removed from the dry heat summer brings us. Unfortunately that meant no more excursions to my local pool for swimming and tanning. I didn't really tan much; being a guy, I can't really sit still at the pool or beach for too long, I need a little action. But being in my early 20s and having grown up in a...

Standing in the shower with my eyes closed. I let the hot water run down across my head and wash away the stress from the day. I always found a hot shower to be the perfect end to the day. My wife and kids were out for the evening and I had the house to myself. I stood there in the water for what seemed like an eternity. I had no obligations that evening I had to rush off to. My wife and kids were gone for the next few hours for various activities....

For sometime I've considered writing a book about my exploits from my time working for Carnival Cruise Lines as a bartender in the 1990s. To those non American people, Carnival are not a stuck up cruise line, they sold themselves as the "Fun Ships", their clientele being a cross between Butlins and Club 18-30, or to put it another way, a lot of people looking to party....

Mark Shuntice was a dad. Not a particularly proud dad, but a dad nonetheless. He was also a brother. He hated being a brother, specifically he hated being Dominic's brother. Dominic was a strange man, different from Mark in every way. Mark never swore, and always dressed modest; Dominic had a sailors mouth and didn't own shoes. Mark still remembers the sight of his brother's bare feet propped up on his desk in psych 101, back when they attended the worst college in the state together, Moody Tunwik's Art and...

Continuing the story of my high school sweetheart. All characters in this story are adults over 18 years of age.
In the first chapter, I mentioned I was immediately attracted by an Asian girl when I first saw her in my high school. She just joined Grade 11, the grade I was in. Although we were not in the same classes, I found out eventually that she joined a school club. That was my opportunity to get to know her. Gradually we became friends through club activities and picnics. It took many months and no...

The sky looked fine as we left for dinner... maybe a few dark clouds and perhaps the wind was starting to pick up a bit, but we only had eyes for each other anyway. The third date is crucial, and the first two - a lunch date followed the next weekend by a long walk - had both gone well, and the kiss at the end of the second date had left us both wanting more. That was a week ago, and the past seven days had been spent reminiscing about that kiss and daydreaming about tonight, and whatever the weather had pl...

The weather might have made my mood foul, or it could be that I had been waiting for over an hour for someone who had no thought for anyone but himself. Right now I don't care much about him, either. Maybe I'm grumpy because it took longer than usual to lose my tails.
I raise a cigarette to my lips, my first all day. I know I shouldn't, not before meeting, but I feel like telling the whole world to fuck off. I snap open my lighter and raise it to the tip, only to have the cigarette flicked from my lips....

//trying to get better at writing. This is my attempt at expanding that//
Frankie approached the old house, rust covering each corner. The door was unlocked and cracked open. As if it was welcoming him. Beckoning him. He had lived here for years with his mother and twin sister Ella. They knew it was haunted, but the spirits that danced through the hallways and crept into their room at night were friendly. Quiet. Curiously watching. Always waiting. Magnetic. Dark. Velvet. Pulling....

I encourage you to read previous parts to understand characters and context
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I awoke Saturday morning with a feeling of apprehension. I was becoming comfortable, and accepting that I am a bisexual cock sucker and was looking forward to sucking Don's beautiful cock again, but knew he was planning on fucking my virgin ass. I had mixed emotions. I was curious to experience it, but feared I would love it, and that would definitely define me as gay, at least it would in my mind. But wha...

Feedback encouraged in the comments.
Please be ruthless if you notice a fucked up comma, or italics. : D
Also I am unsure if people prefer smaller individual parts like this or or me to upload a couple chapters together at a time in one bundle.
Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains themes of religious guilt, emotional repression, family trauma, and queer yearning. It's a slow-burn gay romance with a dumbass himbo and a beautiful femboy. It also explores the internal struggle of growing de...

Sandy was a forty-two year old thrice married woman with blonde highlighted hair, green eyes, just a few inches over five feet tall, her outer beauty, was perfectly matched by her inner beauty, her perfectly proportioned figure born
from years of ballet, gymnastics, and cheerleading, and afterwards, yoga, running, and daily exercises. From her...

Six months have passed since Jennifer has doubled in the movie, but until now her husband is still sick so when she seeks sex from John it can only be rejected and she feels dejected and neglected every time. Whenever Jennifer remembers the rape scene she did with Russel, she can't help but feel aroused but she tries to put it out of her mind because even in her mind she doesn't want to betray her husband....

My wife was living the dream in my marriage. Married to an amazing and sexy woman. Suburban house, two kids, and the bonus? I was a cuckold. This had been my fantasy, and I loved it. First let me describe my wife and then explain what led up to her throwing a jar of Vaseline at me and telling me to look after myself, right after I had just licked her....

~~~ Chapter Notes ~~~
Loki and Rilla are crossing the mountains to reach Furgrim's kingdom. All chapters in this tale are complete and have been submitted. Hopefully, the admins will release a new episode every day or so.
~~~ Furgrim's Kingdom ~~~
As we ate breakfast, Kira let us know that they had stopped for the night when they had reached the outposts - figuring that was the safest place to camp before heading into Sven's kingdom. She also informed us that she had sent a messenger back to her fa...

Waking up in my own bed on a Saturday morning was such a treat after having to do so much traveling for work. I was relaxing in the crisp white sheets. My wife Sally had just sucked my balls dry and was now cooking me breakfast in bed. Perfect, right?
Well there was a nagging thought in my head. As the previous week out neighbour, Andy had licked my wife's pussy and she had sucked his cock on this very bed. A day later she had let him fuck her in our lounge. I knew that it would almost certainly happen a...

Neighbour's Wife - A Treat for Me
It was a great neighbourhood.
Everyone cut their grass, no loud music, no annoying cars, you could speak with all the neighbours. A great neighbourhood. It was one of those places where the garages were attached to the house and opened onto the driveway. Most had workshops in the garages but others created gyms from the empty space. I went half and half for mine....

*** Disclaimer ***
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains themes of cheating, cuckoldry, voyeurism, exhibitionism and NTR.
This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age. 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....

I'd pulled out all the stops this Valentine's. I'd secretly taken the second half of the day as annual leave so I could be home earlier to prepare. By the time my sweetheart started her commute back home after work my plan was already well in motion; flower petals all the way from the front door to our bedroom where on the bed sat a hamper filled with chocolates, photos of us together, a card, a bear, and a very expensive set of lacy, red lingerie. In the kitchen, I was in the middle of making her favourite...

Magic
A Ladies in Love Romance
By Magda McKune
Part One
CHAPTER 1
I stood on stage, third from the right in the second row of about thirty girls trying out for a musical production number. They only needed six of us. Monday at noon was a crazy time for tryouts for an off-Broadway musical show....

Saturday, September 7th, unknown time
We had been traveling for about an hour before stopping, taking slow, methodical paths of Chloe's choosing meant primarily for stealth and not speed. Chloe's halt was so sudden that I nearly ran into her. Only after she'd paused did I notice her hand was lifted in the universal sign that meant stop. She crouched, and I followed suit, scooting to peer over some shrubbery to see if I could spot what killed our march....