He sends you to bed early. It's not as if you're tired; he just wants you to wait. You know as you undress and slide into the sheets that he is outside, smoking his last cigarette, watching the wisps of smoke slither and crawl and dissipate into the darkness. He wants you tense. He wants the air thick with it....

"It's so... tiny."
"Yeah, I'm not gonna lie, Seth. That has to be the smallest dick I've ever seen."
Vanessa tossed an amused look at her brunette roommate, Ellie, while Seth stared at them, his mouth gaping in disbelief.
"H-hey now! C-come on... it's not that small," he blubbered. He cast a glance downward to his hardened dick. It just barely stuck out past the swell of his balls, even in its full glory....

"Older men get me hot!"
"I'm 45." I said. The black girl at the bar was about 23, tall, a nest of dreads on her head, and and some of the darkest skin I've seen, a far cry from the au lait creoles I've fucked in the past. The nipples of her high breasts under her t-shirt and the outline of her vulva visible through her gym shorts told me she was looking for some dick, maybe more than one....

Part Eleven - Senior Year, Fall Semester
It's easy to think of what happened over our senior year and get distracted by the terrorist attack that occurred in March of 2001, but we'll get to that in time, because the fall of that semester had a lot going on to keep us distracted. It was the last autumn I would be coming onto a campus as a student, although I would eventually return to other campuses a few times as a guest lecturer and one time even as a visiting professor, although I don't have any real a...

Chapter Thirty
May 8 th, 2021
As much as he used to love travelling, Andy was finding that getting around in the post DuoHalo world was a lot more complicated than it had been before. Of course, he had nearly two dozen people relying on his health and schedule now, so perhaps that was why it felt like any time he wanted to go anywhere, it was a major undertaking....

They were just starting to finish the meal when all three of his companions sat up. "Shit, this is bad," Ella said.
"Yes, I am feeling two heading this way, not with good intentions. They have a great deal of power," Tygan said. "Against one of them you'd have a chance, not both. What?" Tygan turned skyward. "Dear goddess a Dragon." She looked at Dan and the twins, "Where in the name of the goddess are you from?...

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The Bridge - Chapter Twenty-Three - Funeral of Quay Wilkes

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work is copy written by the author. All characters involved in sexual activity are eighteen years of age or older at the time of portrayal....

Chapter 5: Dressed for Protesting
As soon as the girls walked into the bus, they could feel the gaze of every passenger on their naked bodies. Some people laughed while others shook their heads, but most of them seemed too engulfed in their daily routine to truly appreciate the beauty before them. The bus driver's reaction was a bit uncalled for: Arnold had to take a whole minute explaining to him who these women were and why they couldn't wear clothes since the man refused to start the bus at first....

Author's Note: We are back!
I really do apologize for the delay on this chapter, initially I intended for the pool scene to be the opening of this chapter, but the previous chapter ended so abruptly that I felt it needed a bit more to round it out nicely.
But that also meant that this wouldn't be a full chapter as I had prepared it in my drafts, so I had some work to do, but life kind of caught up with me for a bit, which meant I couldn't write nearly as much....

It's a Sunday morning, the sound of Robin's heels echoes the hallway of the hotel where she's staying for an out-of-city weekend-long work conference. Her usually messy red hair, now styled in a ponytail. She's finally free from those boring talks on themes she's already familiar with. Since the first day that Robin checked in she had booked a spa and massage session on the last day as a way to treat herself. And that's all she has in her mind right now....

Authors' Note: This is a (not the) final part of a chain story by a sextet of Literotica authors: @Tio_Narratore, @StillStunned, @pink_silk_glove, @Erozetta, @AlinaX and @Omenainen. You will be able to find all the chapters eventually in this list: Vampire Chain Story.
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Mircalla's dreams were red and black, like a blood moon glimpsed through a widow's veil of restless cloud. Waking was an effort that often defeated her, the sun a source of terrible migraines. It was a lingering malady, one that robbe...

Her first time with a boy had scared her to death. Not because he didn't know what he was doing; neither one of them did. They were young—both of them barely eighteen—surrendering to curiosity, time alone, and hormones. She wasn't really sure what to expect, but knew it wasn't supposed to be what happened. He was on top of her, clumsily writhing away, his eyes closed as he built to his almost immediate orgasm. She didn't so much feel him cum—honestly, she wasn't feeling much of anything—as sense it from the...

Full title: Sorry I'm Late For Our Meeting, Professor!
I’m running late to meet with my British Lit professor because all of my roommates were gone this morning, so I had the dorm all to myself. But I lost track of time touching myself and ran all the way across campus to his office only to remember he asked to meet in the library. By the time I show up, I’m late, flustered, and desperate to finish that orgasm I started in my dorm this morning....

"Don't overwork yourself!"
Claire heard those words again, for her fifth and final 'break-time'.
The short girl had spoken was poised on her knees, plopped in front of the heavy recliner Claire dutifully sat in. Settling in, the dainty figure began gently stroking Claire's large, semi-flaccid cock, glanced up briefly, her heavy tits swinging side to side....

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. This is a sequel to another story but it is a standalone as well. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments....

The Evolution of Donna Brinkley

By JustJake051
Part Two
Chapter Four
It had always been Donna Brinkley's hope, her ideal. It was her dream job, to work on Wall Street, in a brokerage house, selling and trading stocks. Learning about markets and building trading expertise, these were the skills that were just what she had always desperately wanted. And today she had that chance to make it all happen. A job interview. Yes, traditionally it was a male dominated field. Now was her chance to brea...

Reimagined with heightened sensuality, this story follows an art student's seduction by an elegant professor's wife in Paris. Their chance encounter with a silk Hermès scarf evolves into a forbidden afternoon liaison in a museum maintenance closet. Blending intellectual chemistry with raw physical connection, their story explores how authentic desire transcends age and propriety....

My own preference has always been for shorter/maximum two-page stories, so it would seem likely that those of you who most regularly read my offerings might prefer them that way too? If that includes you, then don't worry: This story is a collection of seven vignettes centred upon an ordinary family living in the west of Scotland; read them all at once, or one at a time... Just the way they were written....

Chapter 7 - The Dragon's Den
For George, the latter half of the school day was typically the roughest. His curse had usually exhausted him so much by that point that he had barely any energy to give anyone, let alone pay attention to something he had only a passing interest in, like History class....

Author's note: this story won't float everyone's boat. No story ever does. If you like the idea of a loving wife having a chance encounter and giving herself to multiple men this story might just be for you. If it's not, walk on by. There will be plenty of other stuff to keep you entertained.
In it our hero Milly isn't looking for trouble on her best friend's hen night -- but when she's asked to judge a contest between three massive, eager men, she discovers that size really does matter....

Adam took a deep breath as he came to the last pause of their long run. He looked over at his friend Madison as she paused too, "You're slow today."
The young woman scoffed, "Just making sure you can keep up."
Adam laughed, taking a moment to think back over the last three years. Adam had met Madison his sophomore year in a Psychology of Criminals class. Adam was on the pre-Med track and Madison was on the pre-Law track. They had sat next to each other and paired up when the professor gave them an ass...

Chapter 1: Neon and Nervous Energy
The email landed in my inbox with the innocuous subject line: "Action Required: Velocity Conference Logistics." Velocity was the ridiculously named annual user conference for EngageFlow, the marketing automation platform that Lucy practically lived in and I begrudgingly administered. Usually, this email meant booking a block of dreary hotel rooms near the convention center in some forgettable mid-tier city. This year, however, the location was Las Vegas....

Disclaimer: There is drug use and nonconsensual elements to this story. All characters are 18 years of age or older.
Introduction: I haven't written a second chapter to one of my stories before. It can feel repetitive to revisit a storyline, but based on your comments and suggestions, I started to wonder what might follow Eric's wild bondage weekend. Suddenly, it felt like there were new, horny possibilities to explore -- so another chapter was born. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you as always for your favo...

The dim lighting in the bar blurred the lines between reality and the distorted version of it that existed in Luna's head. Music pulsed through the air, mingling with laughter, clinking glasses, and the murmur of idle chitchat. Her fingers curled around a half-empty glass of whiskey, her third, fifth, sixth of the night? She wasn't counting....

Iris
Thursday. Early October.
Still warm, but the air has that shifting crispness--the kind that makes the back of your neck feel watched. There's no breeze, but the leaves are holding their breath. The sky is cloudless, but Iris keeps looking up like she's waiting for something to fall.
She woke up at 10:43. First class was at 10:30. She didn't go. Didn't even try. Just lay in her twin bed in an oversized t-shirt she stole from an ex-girlfriend's older brother--some band that doesn't exist anymore...

IMPORTANT: Yes, this is my usual bisexual interracial cuckolding fare--but with a twist. It's also a "Black New World Order" story. There are simply too few of these on Literotica, and I'm intent on adding some. If that doesn't sound like your cup of tea (society-wide black dominance and white submission), then just skip the story, please. Don't read it only to regret doing so. :-) Thank you!...

Chapter 2 - The Washington Consensus
December 3rd, 1998 - The Promethean Research Organisation Facility, Level B4.
Their clothing was the first giveaway, but their accents were unmistakable. Agent Sofiya Sokolov was being escorted into the next level of the facility by Americans. Anna had been taken in the night, and now it was her turn. The presence of the Anglosaksy in Poland was no surprise - they'd been spreading their tendrils all across Europe. Still, there was a visceral shock to seeing one up ...

Premise
When twenty-year-old Jamie arrives at his father's Singapore penthouse, he finds only his stunning stepmother Ting waiting, her silk stockings and deliberate touches awakening urgent desires he cannot suppress. After witnessing Ting and the Filipino housemaid engaged in forbidden midnight pleasures, Jamie finds himself entangled in their sensual web, his persistent erections and racing pulse betraying him during intimate foot massages and lingering conversations. As his father's return creates a ...

Our flight to Las Vegas ended all too soon. I was really enjoying flying business class with my 'daddy' James. I had two drinks on board and was feeling slightly tipsy. James and I had a lovely conversation about life and aspirations the whole way. He's a lovely man, a devoted father of two teenagers and a good husband - except for secretly bringing a pleasure boi on his business trip....