I was promised a promotion a year ago. I was still waiting for it.
Here I was stuck in a damn hotel on my six-month wedding anniversary. The client wouldn't deal with anyone but me. Yes, this was an important client. They accounted for twenty per cent of my company's annual revenue. But damn it, my bride was important too. If the trip had been a week earlier or later, I wouldn't have minded....

Chapter 4 -- National Signing Day
Monday January 30
My breath came in steady huffs as I ran along the path through the park. It was barely past dawn, my favorite time of day if I wanted to be alone, and I was out for my morning run. The park was quiet as I followed the path to the pond. The only noise I heard was the sound of my feet slapping on the pavement....

Every once in a while, nostalgia rises up and kicks you in the nuts. It happened to me, with a stupid Bobby Vinton song.
I guess it never struck me how much that song mirrored my life. When it came on the radio yesterday, I guess I listened to the stupid lyrics, probably for the first time in my life....

There is a first time for everything.
As well as writing our own adventures, Andy and I like to read other people's stories on Literotica. For the inspiration to write this story I am indebted to janon314 and their most recent story "Plain Jane out of her comfort zone". I have read a number of their stories as the exhibitionist and voyeur stuff is so well written. This one though had so many similarities to how Andy and I first got together that we felt inspired to tell that story....

Garden Club 01
So, listen, my peeps, I'm Todd and I'm old enough to know better, but that never seems like much fun, so, I don't pay much mind to all that. But what I do mind is, OMFG, just who in their right mind thinks that banging on a twenty something's front door at 10am on a Sunday morning is ever a good idea, huh? Because my idea of that is exactly the same as hearing 'what the hell is your problem' as I slowly answer the front door in a dazed and grumpy mood because......

"You're pretty damn good to keep up!"
I glanced at the two guys who kept playing frisbee in front of us girls, obviously trying to impress. Being the first day of summer, they didn't waste any time. Not that we minded. They definitely were eye candy.
"I didn't think you were this slow," the sexier of the two guys shouted back to his buddy. He whipped the frisbee, and it sailed, a red disk across the clear blue sky....

"You want me to do what?" I asked, the shock in my voice echoing back to me in the small bathroom.
My girlfriend, Carly, held my cock in her delicate hands as we showered. She continued to stroke me as she spoke. Water running down her freckled shoulders.
"I just want you to try it," she huffed. "I'm not asking you to marry him."...

This is a continuation to "the musicians are playing my song."
It was exactly as I'd thought the previous evening, it was as though we'd all know each other for years, the conversations flowed and both Claire and John had fabulous senses of humour.
John & Mark spent the majority of the day at the beach bar watching sport on tv leaving me alone with Claire....

This story is based on actual events. As such I confirm that all the people are not fictious, though I have changed their names, in fact if you happen to be one of them, thank you for a wonderful holiday, I hope you enjoy my account of what happened and remember it as fondly as I do! As for the events that I describe, the vast majority are true, though I may have embellished very slightly, I'll leave you to decide where the lines are drawn....

Chapter 9
After lunch, Jeremiah collected us and walked us out to the barn. The horses in the corral were no longer being worked out and the grounds were eerily quiet. I didn't notice any change in our host's appearance so I wondered what took him away from us. I assumed he was going to change out of his faded work clothes but he wore the same jean jacket and cowboy boots that made him look more like a ranch hand than the owner of a huge spread in the backcountry of southern Georgia....

The Human Bearer
37.
The quarters that had been appointed to him by Marn were considerably larger compared to the place where he had lived with Xana. There were large water containers lining one wall; Riordan counted three of them, and then continued his inspection. His curiosity led him to the pod-like structures in the middle of the room that appeared, at least at first glance, loyal copies of the type of capsules he had noticed in Marn's and Kanto's quarters. He tried to peek inside one of them -- ...

Chapter 1: The Loaner

The worst thing to go into a computer is water.
The worst thing to come out of a computer is smoke.
Jesse Fisher swore as he bumped the glass, then swore again as the sparks and smoke shot up from the keyboard of his laptop. The lights went out, breaker tripped, and he swore a third time as he smashed his toe against the desk in the dark....

A romantic getaway. She packed light. Very light.
What begins as a simple trip to Paris becomes something else entirely -- a night of teasing, tension, and power shifting hands.
This is a slow-burn story about confidence, surrender, and what happens when the person you think you know surprises you... in public....

The Very First Time(s)
In my mid-twenties I was working at a food distribution company loading trucks and making deliveries. Next door was a day care center. One day one of the young women that worked there was outside flirting with me while I worked. She teased me saying that she and Robbie, the young Black guy that worked with her, liked to watch me and fantasize about being with me. I laughed, but I was flattered. Cindy was kind of a hippie chick and she would probably be a lot of fun to be with. But ...

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters herein depicted are over the age of 18. I do not condone any abuse of any kind, and everything herein is just fantasy. Do not attempt to re-enact anything you read here. All BDSM activ...

It is time.
I take a deep breath, trying desperately to calm my nerves as I cling to Jeremy's arm. We step through the threshold and into the party. Everything is the same as it always is, football jocks everywhere, hot chicks, drunk idiots.
Yet this time my role is different.
My heart is frantically thrumming in my chest, feeling the panic building as the first guy steps towards us, his hand outstretched as he pats Jeremy on the back and asks, "Who is the chick?"...

My apartment is always hot. My damn landlord is to cheap to get the AC fixed and he's a pervert who likes seeing the women come in and out sweating and our clothes clinging to our bodies.
I had a late night last night. Boys were buying me tequila all night hoping that my clothes would come off, no doubt, and maybe for one of them it would have worked but his friend decided to get handsy. Too bad, normally I love a man to handle by C cup tits a little on the rough side but when I returned the favor I swea...

I was travelling home from work. All of the seats on the train were full. A number of us were stood in the aisles. One woman, was stood a lot closer to me than was strictly necessary. As the train pulled in to stations she would bump in to me. The same would happen as the carriage crossed sets of points. Her groin frequently made contact with my bum. I'm open minded, was she trying to get herself off? Or just to get my attention. I glanced at her a few times. She seemed not to think anything of it. It felt ...

Based on a true story.
My previous job was based in the States but I traveled often to Southeast Asia for business. Since visiting the SE Asian countries and often lusting over some of its beautiful women, I had the idea of hiring a "vacation girlfriend" for a few days while staying in the Philippines. However, my work was demanding and the travel schedule rarely worked out for me to take time off while on the road. I also have a family so my free time was rather limited back home....

I awoke with a new sense of joy at life! After Tommy's visit yesterday I was totally ready for him to "till my patch" again. I felt young and alive for the first time in ages, and I knew today I'd have another crack at that young cock!
I got the call while I was at the bank, getting out another little reward. I thought something might be wrong. He didn't call me Pam! My heart trembled. Was he not coming?...

Author's Note:
Hello again Romance readers! It's been a minute.
This one might not be for you if you are offended by adultery and/or openly bisexual men. All of the erotic contact is heterosexual, however. Abuse is an undercurrent through this whole tale, and I feel something of an obligation to be up front about that....

Gina was
adorable when she was in her 20's.
She grew up in a time of Raves and parties.
She wore chokers and pig tail buns on her head.
She had always been very small and petite and Gina's face was so youthful that she was often mistaken for someone much younger.
She thought the parties would never stop but they did....

Chapter 1 - Knocking at the Door
Jake Johnson heard knocks on the door. Jake jumped out from the bed and went to the door, looking into the peephole. It was Jessica.
Jake had texted her earlier to come over.
Chapter 2 - At a Hotel Room
When Jake plopped onto the well-made twin bed, after spending hours forcing himself to transit from one terminal to vehicle to vehicle, be it a taxi, a bus, or an airplane, it was well past 8 PM. The hotel room looked clean. It had a postmodern futuristic theme to...

This is still a story of the Becoming Monsters universe by Ai Loves, setting used with permission. All canonical and mechanical errors are my own. The yarrb is the exceedingly cute creation of FelisRandomis, used with permission.
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Chapter 52: Meeting of Minds
I mentally prepared myself as I walked towards the Hall. With no real knowledge of what went on at the Conclave, I had to be ready for all comers. What could be there?...

I lay back, pushing and pulling at my hard nipples as the long slim fingers in my pussy push in and out of me hard, causing my whole body to tense up before a torrent of liquid comes rushing out of me. "Good girl," Katy croons, as I gasp for breath "again?" Her fingers keep working me hard as Jax leans over me and licks my clit. It doesn't take long, they have been at this for half an hour. Just gentle pushing and squeezing and teasing until I was a squirting mess for them....

This is part 64 of my continuing story.
I suggest reading Pt. 63 - One Night in Dallas as this story is a continuation.
All my characters are well over the age of consent.
This is fictional work. Fiction means made up. I am a storyteller.
Any mistakes are mine as I create and edit my own work. Please forgive my typos....

"Do you want to make love?   OR... do you want to fuck me?"
"Hmmmm,  I THINK I know the answer to this but what would YOU say is the difference between those two?"
"Well, making love is slow and sensual. You REALLY take your time."
"Ok... and fucking?"
"That's when we're BOTH super horny and our bodies are turned on and ready to go, even before we actually get together.   There might still be SOME foreplay but it's very quick. You can slide your cock into my wet pussy right away and I'm ready to...

So here I was, a 19-year-old virgin, naked, on my knees, holding my greased-up dick in my hand while pressing the head of it against my girlfriend's asshole. How the fuck did I get myself in this situation, you may well ask. Well, I'll tell you the story.
It was fall '68 when I met Sylvia Janice Rosenstein. I was starting my first semester of college and after four years of leading a chase life at an all-boys' Catholic high school, the only thing on my mind was how quick can I meet a hot chick and get my...

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"... Or you can follow me and we'll see about stretching that tight cunt of yours some more~." Jayden says before wrapping the towel around his hips and sauntering out of the room. "Don't keep me waiting, slut~." He adds with a giggle as he closes the door behind him....

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She didn’t ask permission.
She didn’t wait for me to offer.
She just climbed on top of my face like I was built for this.
And maybe I was....