Things are going about as well as one could ask for.
Chris, unfortunately, got an eyeful of dirty talk and poorly taken pictures when he used Hazel's phone yesterday to order takeout for them. He hadn't meant to snoop, or even glance at it for that matter. But when the verification code for the delivery app popped up at the same time as one of Hazel's booty calls, of course, he ended up seeing something he'd rather forget....

For weeks now I have been working on conditioning myself for anal sex with my husband James. The desire to do it started when the first time he pushed his finger in my ass while fucking me from behind. The feeling of being what I would call full sent different feelings through my body when it happened. It got to the point that I wanted a finger in me every time I had sex....

Jace's Personal Task
There he was.
Jace. Lying behind me in my bed like he belonged there. Like this was his room, not mine. His breath was hot against the back of my neck. His body pressed up against mine, firm and solid, like every inch of him was built to make me feel smaller.
"Finish what you started, pledge," he muttered....

"Let's check out this bookstore, Donna," she declares. She is an elegant woman in her mid-thirties, the same age as me, although I am far from elegant. About as far as one can be. She carries herself with the presence of someone who expects every eye in the room on her. And she may be the most beautiful creature I have even seen....

Part 4
Sam was in the air, halfway back across the Atlantic, before the story broke. When she hadn't turned up for the heats of her event, questions had been asked. She had been a potential medallist, and she had not shown up.
Illness and injury, the two most likely scenarios, were soon being reported, as the WaterSports officials were reticent to give any details, primarily because they didn't know why. Only Amanda and Steven knew the truth, and surprisingly, they were being rather quiet about things...

The wind was blowing through the car as I drove down PCH deeper into San Diego. Listening to his favorite songs and enjoying the early summer breeze of the Pacific, or "Old Blue Eyes" as I liked to call it.
My song was aggressively interrupted by a text, and I was angry for leaving the ringer on. I'll have to listen to the song again. I hit pause, and glanced at my phone. It was a text from Rachel. I needed gas anyway, so I pulled into a 7-11 and parked at a pump, turning off the car before reading the t...

Author's Notes:
Here is a quick story, just to see if I can write without running off at the fingers. I was aiming for 750 words but couldn't manage that. At least it should all fit on a single web page. (I tip my hat to the authors who can tell a complete tale in 750 words or less.)
There is minimal or no character development. In fact, most of the players are not even named....

"Hmmm!" I moaned in mock distress, pretending to be bashful as hundreds of anonymous people on the Internet all stared at my tits and exposed cock, which was dripping from between my legs and just under my skirt hem.
'Aw, what's the matter? embarrassed we can see your little clitty?' one Audience member typed....

Dear Reader,
This story is told from the female's point of view. If you dream of being a woman, like I do, you may enjoy her perspective.
Sincerely,
Whippet
P. S. I've included a femboy fashion tip at the end.
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Lois and I became acquainted at an evening yoga class. We enjoyed chatting after the sessions. She told me that she was a single mom with a teenage son, while I related that I was recently divorced....

Hope you enjoy this slow-burn, sensual tale of discipline unravelled, of desire denied for too long--and what happens when a tough, controlled man finally gives in to temptation and his wild side.
It's the story of Mack, a man who thought he had his life all figured out, until a chance connection with someone unexpected--someone brave, beautiful, and full of secrets--lit a fire he couldn't put out....

The moon and stars light up the sky on a cool night in early May. A ranger stands in the center of a clearing in the forest. He looks up at the stars. His long black hair hangs from his head. The light of the moon shines on his copper-toned skin face. A face with a sharp and strong jawline.
He wears a khaki color park ranger's uniform and a backpack. In his hand is a staff. It is ornately carved and has a rounded club on the end....

Chapter III- My Husband is a Cuckold and Doesn't Know it
The last time I wrote I told of the last time my husband David and I had sex. I had just gotten home from my boyfriend's house, and came home full of my boyfriend's cum. My husband doesn't know that I have been cheating on him for a couple of months now, and when he went down on me he unknowingly ate a big creampie from another man. Somehow he didn't seem to notice and therefore I was not confronted by what I had brought home in my panties. I still...

The Abbey Farm Curse.
Chapter Nineteen.
'I knew you were up to something when I heard you talking about torches and duvets on the altar, I just didn't know what.' Rhys was looking directly at me, smiling to himself as he saw the light of understanding cross my face. 'I thought I'd go along with it and see what happened, although I must admit I didn't expect to find you actually shagging in a church. You are one sick son-of-a-bitch.'...

December or Bust: Chapter 4 - November 23 rd, Part 1

Amelia's breath came quick and ragged as she worked her hand up and down her cock.
"Ngghh... fuck... I seriously can't do this heeeere..."
The hot water from the showerhead sprayed against her pale, muscular back as she looked around desperately. Nothing but empty white tile all around... but Amelia knew that could change in a heartbeat....

"I don't believe you." Viv said the words flatly. "I can't decide if it's because of how ridiculous this sounds, or because of how fucking stupid you'd have to be for this to have actually happened."
We were at her place, sitting in her living room. Her arms were crossed. It was the next morning, early; she was wearing leggings and a tank top. Her long hair was back in a practical ponytail. I suspected this conversation was interfering with a morning run or workout....

All characters are 18 or older.

How I Became a Nude Model

It started with Lola, a friend of mine I am a little sweet on. As an art major, she asked me for a favor. "I need a model for some assignments for my drawing class. Could you model for me?"
I inquired about the time involved. I live and work out of town and can only visit on weekends. She tells me it should only take a few hours each for a couple of Saturdays....

"Rise and shine, asshole."
The voice and even the affectionate insult were familiar, and John's subconscious subsequently identified them as belonging to Carrie before he'd even opened his eyes, but upon opening them it took a second for him to straighten out the incongruity of hearing them from the couch in the apartment she shared with Chloe. As he sat up, the blanket he did not remember acquiring for himself the night before slid down his bare chest; the sudden chill that resulted made him instinctive...

Thanks to all the readers who are leaving comments. I read them all and am making small tweaks to my writing style. Thanks for all the feedback.
**Chapter 5**
Over the next 3 months I went through the absolute wringer. Between the hours and hours of therapy, both mental and physical, I was a wreck. After most of my sessions with the therapist, I left with tears in my eyes. Between seeing how my actions and overall attitude affected those in my proximity, to facing some hard truths about my own life, i...

Rachel From the Edge Pt. 09
by G. Lawrence
As Rachel recovers from her illness, everything changes
The Benson family is just beginning to realize that their association with Rachel is going to alter their lives in ways they can't imagine.
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Chapter Ten
NOT SO MEEK
"Rory, what's wrong? What's going on?" Pamela asked over the phone. The week since the funeral had been busy, her inbox filled with messages....

As usual the weekend passed much too quickly. Between house cleaning, food shopping and other mundane chores, Heather had little time for anything else. Monday morning Heather had a dentist appointment so she was leaving home a little later than normal. After dressing for work, she went to the kitchen to make a smoothie and found Tom at the table. The two of them had hardly spoken to each other since the confrontation about him being gay....

Danielle rang us up and entered her number in my phone so I'd have it. "Call me, okay? For anything."
"I will," I responded with a hug and a smile as I turned to let Cameron escort us out of the store. "Thank you," I said as we walked across the parking lot.
"For what? Buying clothes for you?" Cameron waved my thanks away, but I stopped him....

It started innocently enough but expanded until it was out of control. Not that I minded.
Honestly, my wife, Dedra, only wanted to help a neighbor with a difficult problem and she enlisted me to lend a hand, or some other appendage.
Let me explain. My name is Trent and I've been married to Dedra for almost fifteen years. Dedra and I were steadies in high school, engaged in senior year, and married the summer after we graduated. Somehow, during all those years in high school we managed to keep our rela...

Rhoar had heard the screams and the hooves of horses as they rode off in haste, not trying to mask their flight. Rhoar could only stand there and see four riders disappearing. He couldn't make out that one had one of the girls over the back of his horse. But he had instantly noticed Belle missing and had seen the look on Lise's face and how she was pointing toward the riders, it told him all....

Bachelorette Number 8
(or Here Cums the Sunn)
By Sabrina G. Langton
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Author's Note: Hi, just somethin' short 'n sweet. Just a slight distraction to take our minds off of our silky legs and bangle bracelets. Just a story about a house, 'a girl,' and the loss of her innocence... plus other things that we don't need to concern ourselves with at the moment... Okay have fun and I hope YOU like it....

Chapter 4: White heat -- black chill


All characters depicted in Neon Hunger are fictional and over the age of 18. This story is a work of imagination intended for mature audiences only. It contains explicit content, psychological themes, and adult situations. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. The narrative explores complex dynamics and should not be interpreted as condoning or promoting harmful behavior. Reader discretion is advised....

Part 3
The following weekend was a Bank Holiday and Rebecca assumed that the beach would potentially be busier than normal, so she had a lazy long weekend and went home to visit her parents.
But the following weekend was also blessed with wonderful weather. Now into the beginning of June, the temperature was warming nicely, and Rebecca was determined to make the most of it....

"Junior Security Officer Luke Jones, beginning my sweep of the western wing," I muttered into my communications device embedded into the left breast of my jumpsuit as I opened the airlock leading away from the main hub. I knew everyone else on the space station were currently in their sleep pods, so it wasn't as if I expected a response. Our communications devices were recorded, however, and I felt it always made sense to verbalise my actions for the sake of covering my arse if the recordings were ever revi...

Ranjit gets up in the morning knowing very well today is going to be the most important day of his life. He gets ready and packs his clothes and checks out of hotel and sits in the cab to airport and opens his mail and there is response from Anu Ma'am.
Subject: Welcome Home
From: Anu Ma'am
To: Ranjit...

Literotica simply needs a bisexual tag, so those uninterested can move on.
Saunas are notably emptier in the summer, including male only saunas. After two extraordinary visits involving an amazingly slutty shared woman, I could not resist checking about and then buying cheap train tickets again. My hopes were both high and fairly low for this mid-May trip....

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. The town we were staying in was quite well known for its small shops, tattoo parlours, pubs, cafes and restaurants. Sam had bought some silk lingerie, matching sets including suspender belts and stockings which she did not normally wear, in fact she had...