In that moment, I was grateful for the man still gripping my wrists. His touch was grounding, something tangible to focus on as I tried to pull myself back together. My senses felt scrambled, my mind still chasing the fragments of pleasure and overstimulation. Someone nearby muttered something about me barely being able to stand, let alone walk, and despite the haze, I caught a note of genuine concern in his voice. A small, distant part of me appreciated it--was even touched by it. There was something gentl...

This is the fifth part of my Virtual Literotica 2025 Convention story. All borrowed characters are used with their author's consent and will be credited at the end of every chapter.
While Tiafell, Cirris, and Mirya are getting their "medical examinations", Nadia has some fun of her own. She's the star of the show in this chapter!...

It's November, and we all know what that means--weeks of excruciating self-imposed sexual frustration in a macho attempt to prove your self-control to the internet! But for those who REALLY want to brag, there's a woman who offers the ultimate challenge. Midnight on the 30th is nearly here, but to get the ultimate achievement, you have to last through the final few minutes while letting her tease you beyond the point of mortal endurance, doing anything she can to make you break your vow! The bragging rights...

Introduction:
This story is a direct continuation of the events from Weight of Want part 1. If you haven't read the first part yet, make sure to start there to fully understand the deep emotional journey, the evolving desires, and the secret cravings between Milan, Nevena, and Stefan. Their story is only getting more intense... and even more complicated....

It started with a whisper -- a fantasy passed between us late at night, breath warm, hearts racing. We'd been married nearly twenty years, but this was different. This was electric. I'd fantasized about sharing Gayle, not out of disrespect or detachment, but because I loved watching her shine. And I knew the thought of being watched, adored, and devoured could bring her to life in a way only fantasy had before....

"Myrnil. She just gave you eight pounds of fucking Myrnil."
Daniel was hunched over the counter, staring greedily at the metal ingots. His voice was full of awe and with a tinge of what could've been jealousy. He nodded and then started taking some things out of his bag and laying them on the table next to the ingots. When I took a closer look at the pieces he was setting out, they were sword molds. He'd given me three. One for a long, thin blade; another for a shorter, thin blade; and the last was for a...

Everyone in this story is 18.
Chapter 1: The Gift
On the day my brother left for college, he came to me and gave me a box of "goodies". He made me swear not to tell Mom and Dad, and not to open it until I was alone later. He added, "There will be plenty of this when I get to college."
I accepted hesitantly, hoping maybe it was weed....

Gene and I were talking the other day, and I had forgotten about this incident I am writing about. This was another step in my becoming a Hot Wife and involved touching (no penetrative sex) with another man while Gene watched.
This occurred in the 1990s when we first started posting my nude pics to various sites -- ImageFap, The Wetlands, Amateur Wives and several others....

[Thanks to Richar for the edition.]
Freyja awoke with a throbbing headache and a deep soreness in her pussy. The pounding in her temples and the dry, sticky weight on her tongue suggested she had one drink too many last night, too. She had never been a heavy drinker, considering her non-existent tolerance. So why did she accept Ogun's offer?...

23 April is St George's Day. He is the Patron Saint of England and allegedly killed a dragon. It is probable that St George was not even English, and whether he slew a dragon is a moot point. More likely, the tale is allegorical. Dragon-killing features in the tales of many countries and religions, and I thought that I would do my own spin on the tale. I've tried before to write 750 words and failed, but this time, I have managed to write exactly 750 words! Please enjoy, and let me know what you think. I we...

The night's air is warm through the open window as she pads into the bedroom silently. Mel breathes it in softly, clad in a black oversized tee and a corresponding pair of black sleep shorts. Her hair is orange-red and cut pixie, her eyes are a gentle blue, and several black tattoos of snakes and spiders decorate her pale skin....

DareLeagueApp
Effy downed the jug of leftover drinks which everyone in the room had donated to, but that was only the first part of the dare.
She stood on the table doing spins on her tippy toes 20 times - that made her look a little dizzy but ultimately had no effect.
"Too easy" she'd taunted....

Unforeseen Changes Chapter 4 - Saturday, Sunday and Beyond
... Taylor and Franny finish their crazy weekend and map out a way ahead.
This hopefully is posted soon after a quite long chapter 3. This section will cover the rest of the weekend, and then, what the next six months became for our slutty couple. This weekend, using their magical idol, Franny and Taylor become two curvy, slender, blonde sluts, loving every form of sex and pleasure. The idol had also transformed their clothing and house, setti...

Her name was Marta, she said, originally from Croatia. We are regulars at a Tai Chi class at a local park in Raleigh-Durham. Nice park, just down the block from my townhouse. I started about 6 months ago to improve my balance and flexibility, and to find a form of moving meditation. I don't do well sitting still. So, Marta. She has a light brown ponytail, fair skinned, petite, about 5'3", blue green eyes. Very slender, legs just a touch on the skinny side. Butt likewise very cute but verging on tiny. Today ...

It's 11:25 on Monday, and I haven't talked to Ella since she got into the Uber I called to get her home on Friday morning. I wanted to. I wanted to stand next to her desk and wait for her keys to stop gently cracking when she noticed me. I wanted to ask her what she was working on or what she was going to do on the weekend or just say hi and see a smile flare in her eyes. I wanted to say so many things to her, but I knew I couldn't or I'd find myself grabbing her by the wrist and dragging her into my office...

When Friday (the day of the party) inevitably rolls around, Jenny is not in the mood.
She wakes up with a splitting headache, courtesy of the previous night's study session. She stayed up into the wee hours of the night, cramming instead of getting her "beauty sleep." She's sure she'll never hear the end of it from Lexi....

An isolated community faces the end of the world
For the purposes of Literotica, this story has been placed in Science Fiction & Fantasy because I don't know where else it should go. The erotic content is fairly mild. If this category is inappropriate, I'll ask the Literotica editors about other options. As it is, this is very much a traditional science fiction story with a hint of romance. All of the characters are way over 18 years old....

Jin awoke covered in sweat, his clothing he could feel was drenched through. He rushed to sit up on his bed and threw off his t-shirt from the night before, pulling from the back of the shirt. With a slight resistance made from the sweat and fabric, Jin felt immediate relief... and then shock. With his head still down from taking the shirt off overhead, Jin was left staring at his chest and what now appeared to be breasts. Damn large breasts. He suddenly was conscious of the weight of them and instinctively...

Monday... (Tom's POV)
"Hi, Mrs. Scott. Is-Is she upstairs?"
"Yes... Tom?" She yawned and rubbed her eyes sleepily, "It's so early..."
I was about to reply but got distracted when my eyes grasped what my girlfriend's mom was wearing. A small lace robe, which barely reached her thighs, with a loose sash on the front that let slip a generous view of her cleavage. I had known Mrs. Scott all my life, and never really been a perv. But maybe with how Kayla had gotten me all hot and bothered recently, plus...

CHAPTER 5

I stopped myself from reacting when I saw the dildo next to Mark.
To him I was a total top stud, who would never even think about bottoming for anyone. I didn't want him to know differently, so I needed to play it cool.
I was a little shocked to see Mark like this or even see him there at all. I'd figured Dan had called me after he'd struck out with Mark. Man had I been wrong!...

# Note: This first chapter is a little heavy. CW for thoughts of self harm, but the story ends in a very wholesome place. It is has a happy ending <3.
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A waterfall froze in place, and the falling water came to a stop in mid-air. From the leaves blowing in the breeze to the clouds in the sky and even the rotation of the world around its axis, everything came to a grinding halt....

Recap: Cody gets kicked out of his apartment and ends up crashing with the hot, straight gym bro Brad from high school. Brad's always shirtless, always teasing, and way too casual about walking around in skin-tight boxer-briefs. Cody tries to play it cool, but between the blow-up mattress, Brad's perfect body, and a certain jockstrap under the bed, things start spiraling fast. And during one of those late-night scrolls with a hand down his underwear... Cody accidentally finds Brad's spicy account....

A week had passed since I entertained the master's guests, and I couldn't help but want more. Every second that passed left me with a craving to be filled. I used my toys, but it didn't fulfill my desire...
I had been used and absolutely ravaged by those four men, and I wanted it again. I waited for Master to text me again; anxious with anticipation, I checked my phone every free second I had. When his text finally came, I was hard immediately and flushed with excitement. The desire to be filled again wa...

Part 1
Hi everyone, my name is Amber, and I'd like to share my latest adventure. It's been a few weeks since what I'll call my awakening. My best friend Sabrina and my husband Frank had opened my eyes to the desires I had been subconsciously suppressing, and it's since been incredible.
Since then, I've noticed that the level of eroticism and heat between Frank and I seems to be directly correlated to how often we have sex, and how much teasing there is beforehand. If we are apart for a few days, or do...

Disclaimer: Everyone involved is over the age of 21!
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Hi there :)
I am so glad you liked part one of this series.
Here is part 2!
Please let me know what you think :)
xoxo
Jackie
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They arrived a few hours later at Kaelen's Flamerot Division Base Camp. Lysira tried to look as brave and resilient as she could, despite her slight hesitation and doubts. She had been to a basecamp during training a few times, but this one was huge, a lot bigger than the camp she had visited when ...

Since planes first took to the skies, air travel has been plagued by unruly passengers.
Though the phenomenon of mid-flight violence peaked during the Covid-19 pandemic with refusal to wear masks, patterns of insubordination continued long after, fueling a rise in emergency landings and flight delays. By the year 2035, flight attendants were quitting in droves, prompting a labor shortage that increased costs across the industry and turned flying into a miserable experience for passengers and crew alike. ...

Seth and I have been friends since high school. We both married in our early twenties to our high school sweethearts. Ten years later, Seth is still married. My wife divorced me when she decided she liked pussy more than dick. For a few years I dated a variety of women. Even though Carrie left me for another woman, I still carried a torch for her. No woman could please me....

When we got married Sam was very innocent of the ways of the world. She did not like crude language or crude jokes. So we invented our own way of saying things and then we could tell each other how we felt. The term we use for all of Sam's genitalia - her clitoris, labia, vulva and vagina is her yoni, it is an Indian word that sounds a lot better than crude English terms, Sam has never liked using crude terms when we make love, she likes yoni for her genitalia, penis for mine, breasts instead of boobs and b...

I'm not a whore.
I'm not a whore.
I'm not a hooker.
I kept telling myself that, but the reality was, maybe I was in a way. I saw myself as more of a slut that dated, a lot. I liked sex and I liked to have a lot of variety. I'd had a few longer term relationships, but to that point, none of them had been willing to accept my more adventurous side. I lived alone, so I could come and go as I pleased without questions. The looks I got from the old neighbor lady when I got home in the morning after a ni...

I read somewhere that the working class has one advantage over the upper classes. We have networks and we rely on those networks to get things done. In other words we look out for each other. Sure some of us skate very close to the edge of legality, some of us do things that we shouldn't really do and most, if not all do things that are frowned on by "polite society" i. e. the upper classes or maybe they just hide their sins more carefully. So buckle up and come into the world that I and my extensive networ...