Baseball is mostly played over the summer. Most of the amateur teams in each micro-league are within a day's drive of each other. The use of hired cross-country buses took the driving off the players and coaches. However, nobody wants to sit in sweat-soaked clothes for even a few hours. Some games are played at local colleges, which often have plenty of free time on their baseball diamonds....

Sir Edmund Warrick must leave once again and leave his lovely wife Charlotte alone and isolated.... but she is no longer alone, Neolani will be with her now, her companion, her friend ... and so much more.


Island Dreams 2 - Loves First Kiss by annie_slick








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Teaser
You’ve been good all day, haven’t you?
Keeping quiet.
Holding yourself back.
But not anymore.
Not with me.


You're Still Mine Tonight by Vergil946

















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[Optional task: grab a paddle, wooden spoon or hairbrush. Bare your bottom. Bend over a chair or table. Paddle yourself, following all the instructions Nicole is given. Now enjoy the story.]
Nicole slammed the refrigerator door shut, making various containers rattle dangerously. “You always do this!” she accused. “You know I want the ketchup in the fridge.”...

Your Professor caught you using AI on your recent submission, so he wants to let the AI decide your course of action.......

*All characters depicted in this audio are aged 18+, this audio is recorded by an adult for other adults*


AI Cheating Punishment [M4F] by Deepquicklook

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Welcome to the fourth chapter of the good husband Series, where your wife recognizes and embraces your fascination with her breasts. Utilizing this knowledge, she trains you to worship her breasts, becoming wholly dedicated to pleasing them. As her breasts become the focal point of your devotion, you eagerly fulfill her every whim, reveling in the intensity of your affection....

It's the weekend, and it's a perfect morning for sleeping in. I decide to treat you with a tasty breakfast in bed!


Your Favourite Breakfast by Strawberrynibble

















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Lee J. and Arabella are transported into the past to the year 1791, in Vienna, Austria. Lee J is now a policeman named Walther and Arabella is an opera singer named La Bella for the Imperial Court Theater. The composer Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, in the final year of his life, is staging his operas The Abduction From the Seraglio and The Magic Flute. Although she is wrapped up in the work she is doing, Arabella is still pursuing the magic book in libraries and bookshops; even searching through libraries in the...

**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!**...

Author's Note: This story has been posted to Literotica. Com with the full knowledge of the original author, JimBob44. No part or whole of this story may be reprinted in any other format or on any other web site without the express written consent of the original author.
Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age....

All characters portrayed in this story are 100% fictional, any resemblance to any existing people is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are over the age of 18.
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Professor Sarah Carter was extremely excited to hear that her university was receiving a rare artifact recovered from a dig site in Greece. Apparently, it dated all the way back to the 5th century B. C. It was a statue, perhaps about 3 feet tall and pure m...

Beverly Hills Betrayal


Part 2 of 2


By Cindy Johnson / @CindyTv


Tags: #Exposed #Caught #Pain #Humiliation #Divorce #Violence #Lost Love #Betrayal #Over the Top

Preface
The Hollywood glitter and Bob's familiar charm pulled Sara into a mistake she never imagined making. For the rest of the week, she and Bob were inseparable, acting like lovers on a stolen honeymoon. Caught in the thrill, Sara convinced herself it was just a fling—a secret no one would uncover. Jade eg...

Two friends contemplate if their existence is real or just a scenario in a porn script. What do you think?
You know, if we WERE living in a situation, there'd be no reason even the wildest fantasies shared here on Literotica couldn't be lived out... Now I have to go back and think about which audio I'd most like to live out for real lol.????...

Originally written for the yay-team-sex-and-sports-story-challenge-2025-coming-soon.
This is the final chapter of my Records series. It is not necessary to read the other chapters, although it might help to keep all the names and characters straight. It also might not.
I'm sorry for the Linda the Blowjob Queen/ Lynda the Ex-Boss and the Darien/Damon/Desmond name similarities. I can't go back and change the previous chapters now....

There is no under age sex in this story.
Darla and I married nearly twenty years ago. I have never been prouder to say that she is my wife. Yes, she was pregnant several months when we tied the knot. No, I didn't have to marry her, I wanted to. My wife had a boyfriend then and he was fucking her regularly at the time. But so was I. So, who does our daughter belong to?...

I've been a widow for 10 years and it has been nearly 15 years since I've had sex. I've never had sex with anyone else, either before or since my husband. I've had no interest in meeting and developing a relationship with another man. But I have to admit that for the last five years it has crossed my mind, a lot, to imagine what life would be with an intimate relationship with another woman....

The Cuck Forum
Chapter 1.
"Uh! Uhh! Ooh! Ohh! Uh! Oh!" Manly grunts and feminine moans filled the activity room at the fraternity house. The furniture had been rearranged to accommodate the party, which was invite-only. The curtains had also been drawn to keep out prying eyes.
Shoulder to shoulder, a group of young college men, all naked and timid, intently watched and stroked their meager erections while their girlfriends were being fucked by the athletes of the all-black fraternity....

An attempt at a 750 word story. Let me know if you have any feedback. This is a story idea that has turned me on for awhile, hopefully you like it too.
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Another job interview with no response. Another date gone sour after I refused to put out... I'm 25 years old and yet I can't get a hold of my life. Rent is due, and one of my roommates, John has been badgering me for my split....

The following is a work of fiction. Neither the location nor any of the characters exist nor are they based upon anyone or any real place. The one thing that is based upon fact is the narrator’s ability to project emotions into his lover’s mind. Although this may seem unusual, it is an ability that the author has and regularly practices with his wife. The thought of sharing that ability with lovers other than one’s spouse is a bit scary to me due to the chance of misunderstanding that might cause problems, ...

So yeah. I sent Adam a video of me gagging on Chris's cock.
Nothing extreme. Okay, maybe his cock was buried deep in my throat. Enough to let Adam know what he was missing. Enough to make him squirm. And maybe, if I was lucky enough to make him finally get off that high horse and come over.
I showed the message from Adam to Chris....

Bonnie led me outside, eager to film her first blowjob for her future viewers. My wife trailed, holding her phone up to record. She set up near the doorway and gave us a thumbs up. Dropping to her knees, Bonnie eagerly unbuttoned my pants, dragging them and my underwear down to my ankles. My rigid member right at her eye level brought a smile to her face. This was definitely a woman who willingly and enthusiastically enjoyed her role as our submissive sex toy....

Kulthu: Nectar
Mesaha's heart raced as her eyes darted across the warm, gentle waves. Her toes were dug into the soft sand, and the water reached about the height of her chest. The small waves slapped about her exposed breasts, while she tried to keep herself steady with her feet planted far enough apart to offer generous access to what would otherwise be her soaking wet pussy. In front of her was only the blue vault of the afternoon sky and the vastness of the sea which she was quickly learning hid many...

I want to give a note and a tip of my cap to another writer I follow here. His writing impressed me and reminded me of a similar situation, yet it was not super sexual. I think and hope you will still find it entertaining.
First, understand who you are dealing with. We are a couple in our 60s who have been around the block a few times. Hopefully, picking up things along the way is as important as leaving a few behind....

I tossed my suitcase into the open closet of the hotel room and sat down heavily on the bed. It was made, complete with new sheets and a mint on the pillow. I didn't realize they still did that sort of thing. The room smelled nice, clean, no lingering smell of sex or booze. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I tried to keep myself calm. The whole drive back from the house, I'd been between panic, rage, and tears. Now... I just felt numb....

"To friends, old and new!" The lithe hand of Danicka Ellis raised a delicate crystal glass filled with rosé, beckoning the others at the table to join her, "And to being able to find to reconnect, and strengthen those bonds!" The table of six women echoed her toast, cheering before taking big sips of their drinks, bursting with spicy bubbles....

Her Best Friends' Son
Mid-forties woman with young man.
Author's Note:
Breaking out of a writer's block with this story. I hope you enjoy it.
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Allison stood back while her best friends, Caroline and Tom, said goodbye to the last of the adult party guests. The occasion was their son Bill's 18th birthday, and he'd left with the younger guests an hour earlier to go swimming at Stone Lake....

Part 1: Waking Wet
I wake with the sheets clinging to my thighs, damp and tangled. Between my legs, a heat lingers--slick, swollen, unmistakable. It's the body remembering something it shouldn't be able to, Something that hasn't happened.. yet.
I lie still. Eyes closed. As if stillness might rewind time, press me back into the dream before it dissolves. But it's already inside me--tight in my hips, low in my belly, sharp in my already aching nipples, humming at the base of my spine and burning deep in...

The French Apartment - Chapter 8: Tiramisu
Twelfth Day in Paris, afternoon.
Eighteenth arrondissement (Montmartre).
I was barely able to speak, and sweat was flowing down my forehead like a waterfall. I never liked running and was winded after five minutes, and we had been jogging nearly an hour. It felt as if my legs would burn to a crisp and fall off if I continued much longer....

The next day Nat and I sat down to discuss the 3-way we had with Rick.
"So I can see why you wanted a 3-way with Tom. Actually, I think I got the best of it having both of you guys playing with me and fucking me. And damn Boris, I was really surprised when you guys put your peckers in my hands. I was so sure you were messing with me again."...

"I believe you are correct." I said, as I smiled down at her beautiful face. "C'mon, let's go upstairs. I think I can recreate the moment, if I take like one-thousandth of a second to think about it. Yup! I can definitely do it!"
Portia nodded, and we moved back toward the open door, when Earl waddled casually onto the deck with the spread out, swaggering, badger-like gait that skunks have. He glanced up and chitter-chattered at me once again, in a friendly greeting....