There is a reason why it is called 'accident of birth'. There are many ways a life can be ruined, mine was ruined by a genetic alteration. It is funny how sometimes the thing which is gonna shape our lives, cannot be controlled by us. Blue. The colour of sky, that of the oceans, that of sadness. Pair the colour blue with another word 'eyes' and it reminds me of a famous song. 'Blue Eyes' considered an attractive trait anywhere in the world was reason for what i am today. A simple genetic alteration in OCA2 ...

Most people in this world don't live up to their names. Other than me, I have only seen her, ever so vividly, live up to her name. Rose.
That's her name. And just like how real mature roses hold their glorious color for their first few days after being plucked, she was in her most flourishing stage in her twenties....

It is a truth not universally acknowledged that not every woman of marriageable age is in a rush to fulfil their Mama's ambition to see them well-matched. Lizzie Wild's view was that there was no hurry; or at least that was what she told Mama. Lady Jane Wild was not a woman to be trifled with, as Lord Wild would have confirmed, had she permitted him to answer such a question, but Lizzie, ah well, Lizzie was another matter. She was the sole person in the world who could charm Lady Jane. It was understandable...

It really felt like we were made for each other. The teacher remained on her seat as I jumped up and down her lap, screaming at the top of my lungs while she rubbed her face on my breasts. Her cock fit me like a glove, if only a bit tight. I never thought I'd have my first time with the hottest teacher in school; let alone that she would pack quite a huge piece of heat!...

This story is between a trans man and cis women. There is also female domination and bondage. If that's not your thing, move on. I use terms I am comfortable with for the trans man's part.
All characters over the age of 18. Work of fiction and not based on any real people.
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James' phone buzzed just as he was packing up his things at the end of his work day. His heart skipped a beat when he saw it was a snapchat message from the account that Sam used when she was acting as his mistress. They ha...

*disclaimer*
I'm reposting this series after having it removed more than a year ago. This is an updated/edited version of the original series.
This is entirely a work of fiction, all characters are over 18 years of age.
You will get more out of this chapter of the story if you read this story's series:...

The highway stretched like a fucking lifeline, my silver BMW E21 humming beneath me, the engine growling with every tap of my sneaker on the gas. I'd just come from an auction two hours out of the city, my wallet lighter but my hustle heavier after snagging a '70s Dodge Charger and a '90s Toyota MR2--both rough around the edges but screaming potential for a fat flip once I got my hands dirty. The sun was bleeding orange into the horizon, painting my pale ivory skin through the open window, my long, wavy hai...

The city was a fucking beast, all concrete veins and neon scars, pulsing with the kind of chaos I lived for. I leaned against my '80s Supra at the car meet, its white paint catching the sodium glow of streetlights on a sprawling lot near the river, where the air smelled of burnt rubber and cheap weed. My black short-sleeve button-up clung to my perky A-cup tits, tucked into high-waisted, light-washed jeans with rips at the left knee and right thigh, flashing my pale ivory skin. Nude high-heeled pumps gave m...

BECOMING ANGIE, Part One, by AndieT
Ahh, pure contentment. Here I am, sitting on the veranda of a Spanish taverna, gazing out across the Mediterranean Sea, my hand holding hers tenderly. Her's? Ah yes, that's Susan, my lovely partner. This is the anniversary of the day we first met. We've been together now for ten whole years and we love each other. And the sex life? Absolutely mind blowing. I'm sure I can still feel the cum inside me from earlier. So how did I get from my childhood years as a small boy ...

He thought I booked the hotel to spoil him.
Soft sheets, champagne on ice, silk robe wrapped around my waist like a secret waiting to be untied. I let him think it was all for our anniversary. That maybe--just maybe--I was finally going to let him out of that little cage tonight.
Poor thing.
He stood behind me, shifting uncomfortably, already hard and helpless inside his lock. I caught his reflection in the mirror. That look--hopeful. Hungry....

"Excuse me, may I trouble you for a moment?"
She looked up to see this nervous-looking redhead with a nice beard before her. As every second transpired, he got more comfortable and more smooth. His blue eyes had a sparkle to them and there was a certain charm he emoted.
"Yes, you may," she responded, also checking in with her two friends, a beautiful, slender, bronze goddess with tons of wit and a voluptuous, curvy redhead dressed in brown. The three of them looked fabulous. I know that their energy a...

Severe Clear is what a day like today was called.
Clear blue skies with a wisp of clouds.
Life is great for me right now. I have a job I love with a major airline, as an aircraft dispatcher. And I had four days off.
I was enjoying a morning walk, when I saw a large inter office envelope containing papers on the ground. Opening it, I saw memos and what appeared to be patient records. I saw a letter with the name of MAGGIE HAYS, RN on it....

Slut interview [A cautionary tale]
Part 2 of a 3-part story of one sub's struggles to find a Dom
Part 1 - initial online contact
Part 2 - remote control games and edging
Part 3 - first meet (rough sex and degradation)
Also available as Audio
Island_hopper: "Okay slut. Until then, I want you to touch yourself and almost cum every 30 minutes. Every time you do, send me a message."...

This story has dubious morals, taboo sex, and lots of BDSM. Let me know what you want to see in future stories in the comments!
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I met my fiancée's dad, Mr. Vera, four years ago after only three months of seeing Jenna.
Jenna was absolutely beautiful, with deep brown eyes and dark, curly hair. She was bubbly, kind, intelligent, and her skills in the bedroom won me over almost immediately....

It's a new day and Jo and I are both off today. It starts out at breakfast, I wake up and Jo is not in the bed. I reach down and fondle my morning hard cock. I stroke it and it ozzes a little precum, I think I'd better get up or I'm going to have to jerk off.
I get up slip on a pair of briefs and my cock stretches the silky material. I head to the kitchen and Jo is there standing at the stove scrambling some eggs. She's wearing a pair of skimpy briefs thay does nothing to hide her ass and she has a doubl...

I woke up to voices in another room. I couldn't see, I couldn't move, I couldn't talk. The voices were saying something about "her tits being too small and useless" but I couldn't tell for sure. It was so cold, I guess because I was naked laying on a stainless steel table?
I guess I was blindfolded too because I couldn't see. My arms were stretched out and tied on either side. My legs were spread extremely wide and my ankles were tied....

Chapter 26: Elves and old memories
As Corantin was no longer in a rush to reach the capital, he was in no rush this morning. He did it at a much more relaxed pace than the one he had followed in the last few days. Furthermore, he had a feeling his expeditive departure would earn him an earful from the senior staff even though he had done all the paperwork awaiting his review before starting his preparations. He also took a few hours to train with the girls in the small training ground squeezed within the...

Slut interview [A cautionary tale]
Part 2 of a 3-part story of one sub's struggles to find a Dom
Part 1 - initial online contact
Part 2 - remote control games and edging
Part 3 - first meet (rough sex and degradation)
Also available as a written story
[Female POV] [British accent] [Proud sluttery] [Online contact] [Dirty talk] [Anonymous] [D/s dynamic] [Verbal domination] [Degradation] [Edging] [Orgasm denial] [Moaning]...

Everyone at Literotica is very excited to announce the

8th Annual Literotica Geek Pride Day Story Event



Here's more from this year's organizer ChloeTzang:


Here on Literotica, in recognition of Geek Pride Day, one of our fellow writers, PuckIt, organized the inaugural Literotica Geek Pride Day Story Event on May 25th, 2018. This was such a popular event with writers and readers last year that we ran it again in 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 and 2024, and we're enthusiastically...

"Close the door," Shay said quickly as she beckoned Maeve into the room.
Maeve swiftly shut the door behind her and hurried over to the witch, stealing a quick glance around the massive suite as she did so. The walls were covered in small mosaic tiles of deep clay colours, rich reds and forest greens that formed intricate, geometric patterns. Larger gold patterns criss crossed the ceiling and wound there way down the columns of the archways that led out out onto a wide balcony that overlooked the palace ...

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?...

Most of us have friends from high school that we rarely see. They're friends on social media, or we occasionally bump into them while we're out. Every so often, you'll share a TikTok or funny video. One of you might accidentally say more than you meant to about life's problems.
In my case, I graduated with Jill. She was wildly smart and athletic when she was younger. Her life pushed her down a path of both career and children. Over the last few years, I failed to notice that her messages became more freq...

Adam:
I sat in my patrol car next to Mike, driving aimlessly. It was a quiet day, and there wasn't anything requiring our assistance, and I welcomed it. It was Wednesday afternoon, and all my focus went to the date with Josh. It was still a couple hours away, and I was a nervous wreck. I hadn't gone on a date with anyone in years, and it was Josh, he was my friend, and I knew him well, but still my heart was pounding thinking about it, as I was waiting impatiently counting the minutes till it was time to...

Inspired by Katey Segal in Sons of Anarchy, this short piece is total fiction.
The Conjugal Visit
Joining the Stallions MotorCycle Club of Baltimore was an easy process for a woman. Show commitment to one or more of their bikers and any woman could join; no hog needed. She might have to show her dedication with a blow job or two or three, but that would be normal at any other club....

All characters are over eighteen years old. This is a fantasy, so if some aspect doesn't conform to reality, just deal with it. It's a tall tale, and its way over the top. Try to have fun with it. Read with tongue firmly in cheek.
My girlfriend has a fairly large cunt. I don't mind, it fits me just fine and we have quite a bit of very nice satisfying sex. I am kinda wide in the dick. I'm the thickest at the base, where I'm a bit wider than a coke can. That's also about how thick I am towards the mushroom...

It was going to be a long night.
My patrol shift usually ends at 9, and considering the massive area I patrol, it's not uncommon for me to spend the end of my shift driving around in vast nothingness, endless fields and prairie. This night was no different. It was summer, warm weather and a slowly fading sunset. I turned down a gravel road, one I knew was going to take me the isolated way back to the office....

Author's Note: This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places described in this narrative are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This is a short story that I have written to address some comments that all of my White male characters have very little agency and essentially get cuckolded in every story. I hope everyone enjoys this slightly different story from my usual style and characters....

(Note: This is a long, ongoing story. It is a story with sex. It's a sexy story. It is in many ways a story about sex. But, it is not strictly a sex story. Many chapters may even be SFW.
This chapter is definitely not NSFW!)
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN...

The young redhead walked along the corridor, the moonlight shining across the surroundings, it was a nice view tonight. The cool breeze brushes against her skin, making her shiver under the coldness. At the same time, it made her feel refreshed. She had too much alcohol last night.
She had spent the entire morning sleeping under the warmth of a blanket. She woke up in the afternoon with a splitting headache, and the rest of the day after that wasn't much better. Sprawled on her friend's couch, she sat th...

This story is based on true events with a few embellished details. I'll let you decide what was real and what was not. The names of people and places have been changed to protect privacy. Enjoy xx
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This weekend, Jack and I have been doing more of a full on scene where I am a submissive slut for multiple days in a row. We started when he arrived late on Thursday evening from his work trip so I suppose today is technically only day 2....