Cassi and Chris had made love a couple more times and had fallen asleep holding each other, exhausted from the events of the day. Cassi woke up to the sun heating the tent. As she lay there, thinking about the previous day's events, she couldn't quite comprehend it. They had made love, for sure. Cheesy, harlequin romance novel lovemaking. The way he had touched her, looked at her, protected her... it had felt real, deeply intimate. She felt drawn to him the way the tide is pulled by the moon--powerfully, in...

As we drove home all I could think of was my MIL's sweet tits, hard, perky nipples, thin waist, and her high, tight, ass. I even started, very lightly and slowly, rubbing my crotch. But as it was Summer I was wearing shorts so I wondered if she noticed the tenting.
But I think she did glance over and noticed what was going on. "Are you comfortable?" What am I supposed to say, that I have a raging boner in need of attention from her mouth, ass, or pussy? But as I turned to look at her, I noticed she wasn'...

Notes:
This is a role-play fantasy story involving one-to-one consensual sex. There's no blackmailing, BDSM or gang banging, although the sex can get quite firm and spicy at times. It's written by a man to a woman, but I hope that men and women will both relate to it.
It's clearly about two people who know each other, but I have left out any details of their relationship so that readers can interpret it however they wish, and imagine the story is about them....

Yours Truly, Jackie Dollar: The Dillon Matter
by Amanda Sadie Moss
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*Single Ladies rings out*
"Huh, damn, huh? Ah fuck. Jackie Dollar."
"Jackie. It's Mallory Fuchs. Litchfield Casualty. I need you pronto."
"Damn it Mal, I was literally having a very horny dream. I was riding black cock until dawn. What the hell do you need to interrupt me for?"...

Scarlet's fingers danced through the air, weaving threads magic with effortless. The first change was barely noticeable--just a slight tug at the hem of Camila's dress, the fabric slithering upward until it settled mid-thigh. The material didn't bite, didn't chafe, but it wrapped around her legs like a second skin, pressing them together with unyielding pressure. She could still flex her knees slightly, but the smooth, unrelenting restraint ensured she couldn't take a full step, couldn't even shift her weig...

Brendan didn't hate his job, but he wasn't enamoured with it either. With all the changes going on in his life, work just wasn't a priority right now. It was a source of income and nothing else. He wished he could go off-grid for a couple of weeks and lie on a quiet beach to clear his head, knowing his position and salary would still be waiting for him when he returned, but he knew that wasn't possible....

Alan a married firefighter is on my Onlyfans and got to call me on my phone sex job phone number. He loves my Literotica stories and we agreed to record a phone conversation of phone sex together for sharing on Literotica. We are explosive together listen to how we have fun and cum.


Phone Sex With Married Firefighter by Sexyprincesstofuck...

As promised, here is the next installment. The next two should release the next two weekends, pending the return of some edits.. but they are written and will submitted for publication either the next two weeks, or as soon as I get them and have time to make the edits. After that.. you're waiting on me to finish Ch. 13 (and an epilogue)....

Author's note: This is a slow burn lesbian romance series. Please be patient, because some of the chapters are less erotic than others.
Chapter 16
*Knock knock knock*
As Alana continued to pound on the door, I was left trembling at the knees, unable to bring myself to greet them. Standing out there, right on the other side, was Juri, the one woman who had ever brought me peace, and made my little condo feel like home... However, on my side of the door stood a woman who had not only wronged the prec...

John, or rather Merlin, stepped back from the vision before him, in awe of his work. He had learnt her name was Mary as he probed her mind and here was Mary, clutching on to the railing of a balcony sending out a beautiful blue aura as she rode the most powerful orgasm of her life, her back arched backwards displaying her pert breasts with her erect nipples pointing to the stars and her mouth open wide, hauling in air, making it look like she was calling out like a wolf silhouetted against the moon....

*** Writers Note ***
This story is from the same series as my other works which involves an alien species that creates pocket dimensions and the people who get involved with them. But you don't need to know any of that to enjoy this. This is pure 90s high school murder mystery - Twin Peaks meets Buffy the Vampire Slayer - with plenty of sexy fun. Enjoy!...

Amy's Guests at the Villa
Amy suggested we spend two weeks in Bali, on our own, without kids, at our villa in Lovina on the north coast. We had been there for a few days when our Property Manager, a lady called Kadek called and said she had a request from a couple, no kids, to stay for maybe four nights if we didn't mind sharing for a room rent. We normally rent the Villa out by word of mouth when we are not there....

I can't believe this is who I'm staring at. It seems a million lifetimes ago. She was so gawky and awkward. Little Jamie, skinny, shy, the big glasses, always wearing her Clint Black t-shirt. I keep blinking. This is not the same Jamie I knew.
Now she's definitely not gawky or skinny. She's curvy and full figured. Tonight she's definitely not wearing her Clint Black tee. She has on a beautiful cotton dress. It's a faint pink, simple, non-descript. She is not going for flashy. She's beautiful. She knows i...

**557 years since the Sundering Enlightenment, 519th year of the reign of Emperor Tyros**
Cast-
Nitta: Princess of Ulstead. King Lann's daughter. Paying the price for her father's cruelty.
Attendants: Slave courtesans tasked with entertaining guests and escorting them around the Imperial Palace....

Doing whatever it takes to be a good brother
This story is filled with British euphemisms for breasts. So, if you come across a word or phrase you don't understand, it's just another word for breasts, areola or nipples. For example, 'iced gems' is a term for a hard nipple that comes from the tiny biscuit topped with a small swirl of hard, colourful icing. Look up a picture and you'll see the comparison. Oh, and 'nuddy' means naked....

Sofia's fantasy
Oh my god, he is coming over tonight. And he said I'd better be ready. I met this guy a couple of weeks ago. He is much older than I am, but there is something about him I just can't resist. When we first met in a bar here in town, he was the one who took the initiative and walked up to my table and introduced himself. I was alone at that time, waiting for my girlfriend to arrive. His opening line was ridiculous, something about my eyes. I can't even remember....

So this is a story I have wanted to write for some time. It's about Marcus, a black man that has been in many of my interracial stories. It also meant I could introduce and explain how some other characters that have been in my stories met Marcus originally.
I wish to thank Literotica user Dalmatians who gave some inspiration and feedback as I started this story. It's always helpful to get help like this, and I doubt the story would have been started and finished without his kind help....

I met Saurabh after a span of ten years. It was a coincidence that I met him at the airport while I was on my way to attend a seminar being held at Kochi. My flight was delayed, and I had been waiting in the lounge, killing time. He stood in front of me, looking surprised, "Mayur! What are you doing here?"...

I met Marie when we were in college. We hit it off and as soon as I graduated and got a job, we married. Seven months later, Julie was born. Timing was, well, let's say fortuitous. The problem was that we were unprepared for a baby, uncertain employment, and lots of other issues. My Mom and Dad were great, we lived with them for a couple of years while we got our shit together....

Everyone in Broken In is 18 or older, consenting, and more than capable of handling what's coming. This story contains unapologetic male bisexuality, dominance, and raw chemistry. If that makes you squirm--in a bad way--now's your chance to back out and pretend you never saw this. We'll keep the lights low....

Author's Note:
This is not a love story.
At least, not the kind you're used to.
What unfolds in the following pages is an exploration of desire, control, power, consent, and the spaces between love and longing--where routine can suffocate, and fantasy becomes a lifeline.
The characters in this story make choices that may challenge your values, your comfort, or your expectations. Some of those choices are raw. Some are explicit. Some walk along the edges of fidelity, dominance, and submission, fr...

Chase Matthews had met Sakura Tanaka-Williams six months ago at a photography exhibition in downtown Seattle. Her black-and-white portraits of urban solitude had captured his attention, but it was her laughter--unexpected and melodic in the hushed gallery--that had made him approach her. Unlike the serious nature of her work, Sakura herself radiated a quiet joy, an artist's appreciation for life's small pleasures....

Chapter One: Ink and Instinct
The Velvet Room pulsed like a living thing -- lowlights, deep bass, and bodies that moved as if guided by shared electricity. In Soho, this bar was more than a refuge; it was a ritual. A place where the lines between searching and hiding blurred.
Elise Harper leaned against the polished mahogany of the bar, her blazer sharp against the scuffed edge of the stool. She held her Negroni like it was a question and she was waiting for an honest answer. Her eyes, warm brown but ...

Ava and Zoe
These twins were more alike than I ever dreamed.
It was my third season working at the marina. Over the course of three summers, I had seen and likely flirted with hundreds, if not a thousand, very attractive females--women and teens of every race, creed, color, and age. And though I still looked, I had gotten to the point where I was almost numb to it. That was until last summer....

Four years of university in Belgrade had a way of blurring peoples faces together in lecture halls, names forgotten after group projects. But not Stefan and Lidia. No, they'd become something... inevitable.
It didn't start special. A shared class. A sarcastic comment from Lidia that Stefan actually laughed at instead of getting offended. A mutual dislike for a pretentious professor who thought quoting Nietzsche made him interesting. From there, it was library study sessions that turned into coffee runs, ...

Those carefree days at *** University Gurgaon, were some of the best days of my life. No, I am not recycling Bryan Adams without reason. I was 30 years old. With a PhD from a big engineering college. Living practically alone in a 2 storey kothi in the elite locality of Green Park, South Delhi. Doing my dream job, albeit not in an institute of world renown as I had hoped, of teaching. Getting progressively close to a very good girl. Debolina. But still enjoying solitude once I was back in my room and indulge...

It began in the year 2070. A culmination of over-population, unemployment, and sexual harassment demanded a response. In an East Asian nation, where the crisis hit hardest, massive debates raged across the nation. Global warming had been tamed, poverty eradicated, but the gender imbalance--born from the one-male child policy's catastrophic legacy--had tipped the scales irreversibly. By 2030, men outnumbered women two to one, and by 2080, the gap had widened. Women, older and fewer, held high-status roles, w...

Part 2 of black cock whore..
I started devouring black daddy's big black cock taking him in my mouth and bobbing my head right off the bat. It was so intoxicating.
"Slow down fag, no need to rush right away," he said glaring down at me. "Savor that cock. Go slow, feel it grow in your mouth. Feel it get bigger. Take your time because soon enough I'll be fucking that throat deep."...

This series is a sequel to the earlier work "Riding With Dirty Girls." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but to fully enjoy the story you really need to read Dirty Girls first.
This is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy. The culture around world-class women's cycling probably isn't a hotbed of lesbian lust, but wouldn't it be fun if it were?...

Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission....