Title: Claimed at Closing Time
Setting: Small rural bar on a slow Thursday night.
Part 1 -- Jessy (First-Person)
I ain't the type to go lookin' for anything outside
my marriage.
Not usually.
But sometimes, somethin' finds me.
I'd just come off the ranch, boots dusty, jeans worn in the right places, ...

Chapter II - Am I Black Owned?
So the last thing I was telling you about was the first night that I cheated on my husband with Jalen. I woke up the next morning thinking how terrible I was for being a cheating whore, but as I lay in bed the more I thought about it, I was just living my life and I wa...

This is a continuation of my story "Volunteer Work Pays Off" published by Literotica on May 19 2025. In that story, I described how I rescued a young woman, Susan, from an abusive boyfriend. She came to me literally with only the clothes on her back and I gave her a safe place to stay. I fed, clothe...

Authors Note: Another story inspired by an incomplete roleplay. As always it will involve a lot of pantyhose. I try to build things up as much as I can and I do like to add a lot of detail. I want you the reader to really be able to visualize the scene and feel like you're right there in the action....

This story's characters are over 18.
My wife was downstairs cooking father's day dinner, I was with my 19 year old son who is an athlete while she was with our 22 year old daughter.
In his room, I had my rock hard cock deep in my son's ass. As he faced me kissing passionately, filled up his room wit...

The first time I ended up doing it with my own mother took place years ago. I was twenty two back then and she was forty six. I was studying at a university, she just had become the principal of the only school my home town had. But we didn't just do it, plenty of different things, events slowly led...

Tom laid back against the bedsheets, tipping his head to rest on Marry's shoulder. They were both slightly sticky with sweat, their chest rising and falling as they tried to catch their breath. Tom turned to kiss Marry's cheek, and she gave a lazy smile.
"That was good," she said with an exhale, pus...

Chris was getting excited, at nineteen years old and having finished technical college he was due to start his first job in Plymouth next month. His parents had paid for him to spend a few days down there before he started to find somewhere to live, growing up in North Devon it was too far to commut...

FUN UNDER A WARM SUN

It was a blisteringly hot day for early summer in Brittany. Still, she had planned their holiday well and chosen a small resort close to secluded bays, the rocky outcrops covered in sea pines where, if you wanted to laze in the partial shade that they cast, you could still enjo...

Chapter 1 -- Player 2 has entered the game
Orientation day on campus was framed with the warmth of a late summer's day. The campus was alive, students lounging on the grass in their groups, others running from one end to the other, desperately hoping they were heading to the right building. The scen...

Woohoo it's the holidays, you have decided to drive up to a holiday cabin in the forest for a couple of days after finishing a long week at work with a close friend of yours. You have been on management course that week and need a good time to relax and enjoy some good fun.
You arrive at the cabin a...

I woke up groggy and sweaty to the sun shining onto the pristine king size bed. The events of the night before played through my head like a highlight reel and I checked my surroundings for any evidence of my captor. "Alex?" I asked to nothing, my voice hoarse from screaming. I tried the door--still...

Mistress' note: I edited Take It, Pt. 04 after some very helpful feedback (thank you xxx.) I suggest you go back and reread, unless of course, you'd rather be corrected later.
And now, back to our tale. Assume the position...
When I walk in, I see it immediately. A St. Andrew's Cross. Black leather....

Hey. I'm just a regular guy, albeit a very fit and somewhat muscular man. I lift weights, run, cycle, and do other various exercises daily. I'm 5'10", and I weigh 175 lbs.... and I have a hairy chest.
But sometimes I just don't want a hairy chest, or hairy anything for that matter. So for a number o...

HE WAS RAPUNZELED
She let her hair down, but not with him.
Preamble Ramble- Some people hate my rambles but I like them. It gives me a chance to explain my thinking behind a story. Its the only way I have to communicate with people who read my stories. And those who do thank you.
THIS IS VERY AND I ...

This narrative is part of a multi-part story that explores the sexual exploits of a Midwestern couple who wanted a change in locale, but are experiencing much, much more.
Warning: subject matter includes cuckoldress/cuckold humiliation/hetroflexible/eclectic sex. This story is tagged as such, so if ...

Author's Note: Hey I'm jaylake! Some of you may remember this story which was written by me. I'm here to continue this series and write more stories.
Reason for my going: It may sound stupid but what i started as just a fun thing turned very stressful for me that's why i decided to leave. However I ...

~~~ Chapter Notes ~~~
Loki and Kira continue snooping around Sven's kingdom - after leaving a mess on his bed. All chapters in this tale are complete and have been submitted. Hopefully, the kind, gracious, smartly-attired, and gorgeous admins will release a new episode every day or so.
~~~ Sven's Pa...

15 Days with the Smith Family - Part 1
The first 6 days from Greg Smith's perspective
Day 1
Greg was sitting at his desk in one of the tallest buildings in the city's business center. Their office is on the seventh floor, high enough to flood the minimalist, chic, modern office with a generous amoun...

Copyright © June 2025 by CiaoSteve
CiaoSteve reserves the right to be identified as the author of this work. This story cannot be published, as a whole or in part, without the express agreement of the author other than the use of brief extracts as part of a story review.
This is a work of fiction. T...

Cursed by the Bottle
This story was originally written for the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025.
The idea for the story came from a public domain photo I found on the Library of Congress website titled "Francis Joseph Bruguière - Juniper, erotic photography" from 1915.
This story doesn't inclu...

Steve's girlfriend Debbie steps through the sliding glass door and onto the patio. "Steven!" she scolds. "You've got to be fuckin' kidding!"
"What? You don't like the joke?"
She huffs and shakes her head in disapproval at him.
"Well, for one thing, it's redundant. Everyone within 100 miles of this p...

This is, of course, a standalone story, but it slots into my other tales somewhere after "Clean Slate" and "The Girl In The Green Dress." It's only very loosely connected to either of those, though. I'm entering this in Lit's annual Nude Day Contest, which asks us all to celebrate the power that a n...

National Nude Day -- July 14th, 2045
Chicago Prime
It always started with a lie.
"I'm not going out this year."
"It's not for me."
"I don't need to get naked to feel free."
But as dusk crept over the skyline and the temperature settled into its warm summer hush, the clothes came off. Slowly. Awkward...

Author's Note
This story was written for Literotica's Nude Day 2025 Contest.
I hope it invites you to look closer--not just at nudity, but at what it means to be seen. Truly seen. To be vulnerable. To be rendered not as an ideal, but in the raw truth of flesh, time, and memory.
A quiet piece. A slow...

Another boring Friday night at Rick's house. I'd come here at the end of the week to wind down from the problems and pressures I faced at the office. Work kind of sucked, but when you're the highest ranking female and in charge of an entire department, that sort of goes with it. Luckily I found and ...

The sound of traffic disappeared as the front door to my apartment building shut behind me. The weight of the groceries in my hands was already taking its toll, the vinyl handles nearly ripping through my fingers, but it would only get worse. I hadn't thought about logistics when I'd signed the leas...

The Walk by the Lake (NUDE DAY 2025)
It had been Howard's idea. At least, that was how we'd agreed esoterically to remember it.
We were driving north from Albany in a rented convertible that felt too open, too loud for the quiet, hesitant plans forming inside me. I wore a long, white summer dress th...

It was my idea. Sort of. More accurately, my idea triggered a series of things that led to it. But the team still blamed me for what happened. But I am getting ahead of myself.
I work at a coffee shop called Coffee with Cath. Named after the bubbly, curvy, red-headed owner. It had a small team of st...

Getting to Know Tracy
I've always liked mirrors.
Not for vanity—at least not only that—but because they tell the truth. And the truth is, at forty-three, I look good. Damn good.
Blonde hair, cut just past the shoulders, usually swept up in a loose knot or cascading over one shoulder. Blue eyes that ...