ts 1974, I'm 22 years old a recent marketing graduate of Chicago's DePaul University. I am 5 feet six inches tall and weigh142 pounds. I have long black hair that I keep tied back while at work. I have a small dick, its only 4 inches long when hard. Over the years I've learned a few things about mys...

Nathaniel walked in the semi-darkness through the busy downtown. Cars passed him but he didn't take much notice. Late night stores with their neon "open" signs in their windows lit the wet sidewalk as he passed the other homeless, tweakers and prostitutes. They knew better than to ask him for money,...

We were reasonably happy, financially secure. I worked at the public library; my husband was a teacher. We owned our home, albeit a rather small, very old two-story one, the kind that was built by poor folks a hundred years ago and later added onto by a later generation of owners. The backyard was b...

Please read the story series intro. This is pure fiction, unlike some of my other stories which have snippets of truth in them. This is part of the from the cheaters side series.
It is hard to find new scenarios on LW, so nothing new here. I just hope you enjoy the story.
The Bonfire Party
I was all...

Author’s Note
This story is a blend of fiction and some personal experiences. I’ve written it with the intention of creating the kind of story I would love to read myself.
As a man, I’ve always enjoyed stories told from a female perspective. I believe this viewpoint can resonate not just with women,...

**Author's Note.**
Alright, Cambridge local here with a bit of naughtiness about what happens when the clever clogs let their hair down. Brains are dead sexy, boots are even better, and sometimes the best research happens after the library shuts. Enjoy!
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Prologue
Daytime, Cambridge is all about N...

Now, a divorced woman with two adult kids in college. I was lonely and needed sex. A man to talk with and to lie on top of me, touching and sucking me. Then I would give it right back to him. My options were limitless, or so I thought.
I tried a few dating sites for the over-50 crowd. If I'm lucky, ...

Again, standing in my hotel room, I had an old problem: What should I wear...? This time, however, not in front of my well filled wardrobe, but in front of my anything but well filled suitcase.
Once again, I was travelling for work. As an academic, you must attend training courses from time to time....

CHAPTER 10: EYE OF THE STORM
"Did you tell him I taught you everything you know? I watched you fuck him the same way you used to fuck me. Did you tell him that I taught you what a man likes and how to tease it and draw it out? DID YOU TELL HIM THAT YOU WERE MINE?" Gill's words echoed through the tre...

Staying friends is a real pain in the ass.
That thought had been echoing in Nikki's head over the past couple months, and it had only gotten louder throughout the night. Lots of couples tried to do it, most of them failed, and the more she'd thought about it, the luckier those failures looked. Of co...

2:07 AM, another dead Sunday night shift bleeding into Monday morning oblivion. Just me, working dispatch, my headset leaving a permanent dent in my hair, and him, Tony, the guard, supposedly patrolling the empty halls but mostly just parked at my desk, killing time like it personally offended him. ...

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...

Holiday
Our 23rd wedding anniversary was coming up a week from now. We had been considering booking a last minute holiday. I came home from work and found an excited Linda. She told me she had booked a last minute four day trip to an all inclusive resort in Bulgaria.
Neither of us had ever been to B...

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 st...

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 g...

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...

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...

"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 ...

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 hes...

[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 tol...

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, ...

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 sp...

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.
The ...

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 c...

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 ...

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 go...

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 th...

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 ...

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 sa...

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...