I awoke three days ago to the very unexpected news that my younger brother had passed away from a heart attack. And so began a series of events involving myself and my nineteen-year-old niece, Amelia.
Later that day, amidst the chaos of funeral arrangements and everything else, Amelia was dumped on my doorstep like a helpless little bird with crumpled feathers. What else could I do but take her in?...

Karma is a real bitch
"Major Craigg, this is the General's secretary. General Tillman would like to see you and your security guard in his office."
"Yes, Ma'am. When should I be there?"
"I would say, fifteen minutes ago."
"We are on our way."
Maxis chuckled, "Well that didn't take long."...

A Night Out, A Mother's Nylons S. S.

Josie's Note
Dearest Readers.
Thank you so much for your comments and support over the past year. I love you all.
This is a standalone story involving characters we explored in My Mother's Nylons, a 16-part series involving a young man whose mother trained him to be her greatest lover. It would be helpful to read that series first, but not essential....

"Do you think this fits me well?" I asked as I stepped out of the bathroom and back into my bedroom. My dear coworker sat at my vanity stool. She had her arms crossed over her chest, giving me a thoughtful look over. Marguerite was by far the most stylish person that could help me get ready for this so-called date that I had this upcoming week. Wearing a casual peach colored blazer suit, she accented it with gold bracelets, matching cream pearl necklace and earrings, finishing it off with white kitten heels...

A few evenings later I got a call asking if it would be ok for a visit the next day as there was something she wanted to ask me, so I wasn't surprised to see their car pull up just after lunch but I was surprised when she got out, said something to him through the open door and then saw him drive off again....

My name is Tim Goodwood, and I was raised to be a people-pleaser, I do not like to offend people, and I always say yes when asked if I want to do things... here is the first part of my story.
I had to go to Leicester of all places, for my Rural Real Estate Agent course; this was arranged because nobody wanted to go to Leicester University and so they moved some compulsory industry courses there....

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England. Please note that I am a British woman, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.
I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect......

Author's Notes: 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....

"So," said the GM, handing the sheet of paper across the tabletop, "do you have any questions?"
Sam took the character sheet with a thin smile. "I'm good," she said. "Simon gave me the basics. I'm the front line, right? Heavy armour, self-healing, drawing aggro, that sort of shit?"
The round table resounded with polite, surprised laughter....

© 2024 - 2025 Duleigh Lawrence-Townshend. All rights reserved. The author asserts the right to be identified as the author of this story for all portions. All characters are original. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. This story or any part thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the expressed written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a review or commentary....

Author's Notes: 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....

Spark the Runner Ch. 08
The Continuing Adventures of Spark, Tonya, Okami & Friends
Author's note: This is a continuation of previous years' Geek Pride event Spark the Runner stories (1 thru 7). It isn't necessary to read the previous ones to enjoy this one, but you might find it entertaining......

All parties are consenting adults, and of legal age.
It was the early spring when Rob and I started to take our friendship to a new level. We both were actively involved in multiple high school sports teams together over the years. Our friendship was pretty typical at the start. General hangouts as a team and small groups of guys playing video games, drinking on occasion and sometimes a backyard pool party....

Disclaimer: All characters, places, scenarios, names and company's are fictitious, if by chance I am describing what happened to you, all I can say is you are lucky so and so. If you wish to leave a comment please do so, but please use your tag, anonymous comments about punctuation, grammer etc are a waste of your time, Literotica check for these things and will not publish the story unless it passes their strict guidelines....

This is a work of fiction. This story involves a man controlling the minds and actions of young women he meets through the use of an ancient magic charm. Every one of the women enjoy the experience, but none of them remembers anything about it afterwards. If any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the story to the end before you comment....

Sorry that it's been a while since my last publication. Been really busy. I hope you enjoy this new one. Let me know!
All characters in this story are over the age of 18, and this only happened in my smutty mind.
Our parents had this crazy idea to save money and rent an apartment for us just off campus and while I wanted it to be terrible, it wasn't....

Author's note
I finally meet Miss Melissa for real and practice being a queer and homoflexible submissive male. And house boy.
We're a go
I'm meeting Miss Melissa in person. It's really happening. I think she was more excited than me because she kept texting the days left from ten days out. I was still into my routine and regimen. I was jerking twice a day most times, and a lot more of it was gay porn. Most of it was gay porn. I was finishing to gay porn. I was really into muscle bottoms, and they ...

Jonathan often played at his aunt Linda's house since he was little. The reason he always wanted to go to his mother's sister's house was that there were lots of entertainment systems there, from game consoles of various eras to other audio-visual devices. This condition was very different from his home, where he is prohibited from having his own gaming machine....

This story was written for the 2025 Literotica Geek Pride Story Event.
I started with the Geekiest thing I could think of, Magic The Gathering, but that game doesn't seem sexy to me, so I made the trading cards the players naked bits. That was better, but powering the game with orgasms and making the point to collect other players cards so that they will help you fulfill sexual fantasies put it over the top....

Arrival

"Really, I trust him more than anyone," Matt was almost insisting to his wife, Julie, concluding his long-winded explanation about meeting, befriending, sharing experiences, and the nature of today's endeavor with Adam, as they wound their way up into the canyons. Julie listened to every word, as she always did, holding onto his arms and raising her eyebrows at some of the stories. "The only thing is that sometimes he can get a little... particular about things when we're in his house. So, ju...

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, and incidents are the products of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or events is coincidental. All the characters are over the age of 18.
PROLOG
It is 5:30 am.
I turn on the coffee maker and take some birdseed outside to the bird feeder. It is very misty this morning in Florida. On my way back to the house, I heard an email notification. Who would be sending me something this early? I click my email client open to...

The sun peeks thru the blinds, creating an array of warm, altering stripes across the opposing wall and gently downward onto the rustled bed as it rises ever so slowly. The soft cotton sheets are pulled up, kicked down and scrunched back upward again as the angelic young Macie Day wrestles with the morning, stretching, squirming, not sure getting up out of bed is even on the agenda. It has already been a long week. The schedule has been hectic; shifts Sunday thru Tuesday, and long hours at that. But today i...

The Literotica Challenges Pt. 01
Emily is the love of my life. She is beautiful, wonderful, amazing, super hot and super sexy. Our life together is an absolute wonder and I still have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not in a dream, that Emily isn't a figment of my imagination, and I still find it amazing that Emily thinks the same about me too....

Muttering under his breath over Jake's propensity to constantly screw up around an attractive woman, Phineas surreptitiously watched Floyd Rattigan out of the corner of his eye. The ex-con didn't do a good job of hiding his interest in the teen detective. A quick survey of the room didn't find his brother, Garth. Floyd, the smarter of the two brothers, wouldn't want to draw much attention, so he likely left his less intelligent sibling outside in the car....

I'd already contemplated having someone killed before, but not like this. I wasn't just entertaining the idea--I was fucking planning it.
Would Chloe kill him if I told her to? I paid her enough. How would she do it? With her gun? A piece of glass off the floor? A random paper clip? What about She-Hulk over there? Would she be able to stop Chloe before my bodyguard finished the job? How much time would I buy her to kill this guy if I threw myself in front of the giantess? How long would it take her to te...

Olympus Beckons - Chapter 13: "Anywhere it Fucking Wants."
The gunships looked like a school of remora as they followed the old warcruiser through the silent blackness of space, and for her part, Zeus played the role of shark quite well as she glided along, with her armoured bulk showing the scars and scrapes of a long and violent past. She wasn't a pretty ship, never had been, but she was tough. And like some battered bare-knuckle pugilist of old, there was something about her, some dogged grim pride th...

Hi, I'm Emma and I want to tell you my story, about my journey from gentle teasing and exposure shared with my partner to full-on exhibitionism and showing off in front of hundreds of people both on-line and in-person.
The dares, and my awareness that I was a fully fledged exhibitionist, started with a holiday in Punta Cana. It was very simple at first. A request by my partner, Jake to let my swim top drop in Punta Cana. Jake had always encouraged me to wear small bikinis and loved me to pose for him whi...

Melinda has sent us a text asking us to join her and her new toy boy for a few days of running training on sunny Majora. She made her intentions crystal clear by adding a photo of her lover boy to make our decision easier. On it he is wearing nothing but very transparent and skimpy Rufskin shorts. One side is pulled to the side, showing off his impressively powerful device in all its naked glory. The photo shows Melinda stroking the tip of a true and circumcised stallion's penis with the tip of her tongue, ...

BETTY SUE

Betty Sue Nelson hates her name. Who names their kid Betty Sue these days? Nobody. The fact she was named after her grandmother only made it worse. It was a good name in 1920, not so much in the twenty-first century. Her mother insisting on calling her Betty Sue only made it worse.
As soon as she was old enough at school, she made them start calling her Betty. It was better than nothing. She grew up in Omaha, Nebraska....

How could I have let myself end up here?
Why did I not just walk away?
What could possibly have possessed me to give in so pathetically as I have?
How can I stop myself from what I am about to do?
These were just some of fleeting thoughts dancing through Mark's mind in this moment. The logical side of his brain still present just enough to be conscious of the battle it was losing against the swelling in his groin. There was no tent in his pants though, as a cold steel cage kept his stump locked ...