This is a continuation of the first story, so it will make a little more sense if you read "John's New Swimsuit". That being said, do what you want, I'm not your boss.
It was a pretty uneventful week for John since his incident buying his swimsuit. John just couldn't get Rachel out of his head, or the two girls who caught him on his way back to the changing room. It was the most embarrassing moment of John's life, but it might have also been the most exciting. He couldn't help but get hard thinking about...

Amazingly, it was only a few weeks after our boundaries had been tested, that Beth once again appeared at my doorstep, although this time there was no party, nor was I in the process of flirting with any coeds. If anything, she was more affectionate and…happy. In fact she was kind of acting like we were a couple, which immediately caused warning klaxons to go off in my head....

When I was 18, one summer my parents had me stay with my grandmother for a month. She lived in a small house that she had been in all of her adult life. My Grandather had passed away young and lived alone ever since. My parents decided it was my job that summer to repaint Grandma's house, which needed a lot of work. Paint and repair. That was my job....

The mood in the room as she got ready was a quiet mix of excitement and nerves. I lay stretched out on the living room couch, keeping an eye on the dogs while she showered. When she stepped out, I gently oiled her back and legs.
We didn't say much--our eyes met now and then, soft and searching. There was so much I wanted to say, but the words never found their way out. She didn't have much time to get ready, but still, she looked incredible. She hugged me tightly, blew me a kiss, and said she loved me....

David got into bed, smiled at his beautiful wife and said; "Lexi I meant to ask you something, some of those pictures I took of you in Vegas last spring seem to be missing, did you do something with them?" Alexis barely looked up from her book when she replied; "Pictures, which pictures?" David gently touched her on the shoulder. "Alexis, THE pictures, the ones I took of you at the pool. Alexis put the book down and turned to him with a big smile and sudden comprehension "Oh THOSE pictures!" I forgot about ...

Author's Note: Thank you so much to those who are reading this story! I know the first chapter wasn't "spicy" per se, but I think this should more than make up for it. I want this story to be rooted in real queer experiences, with fleshed out characters who have honest conversations. Erotica is fantasy, but I want mine to feel grounded by reality. Hope you enjoy this one!...

Everyone here is over 18. This is a continuation of my first attempt. I wasn't really sure where it wanted to go. But I do now. I hope you enjoy it. Any comments appreciated.
At one point one of the characters is speaking and the other is texting. when she puts on her earphones, all of her dialogue is texted. i tried putting it in italics but the formatting changed when I pasted it here....

Leslie and I had a good working relationship. I respected her and she respected me. She was twice my age, but we treated each other as equals. This is probably why she seemed so upset when I gave her my notice, but also why we were able to remain in touch after I quit to go back to school.
I'd worked at the framing shop Leslie owned and ran with her husband. He took care of the store downtown and she took care of the workshop in the west end. Whenever they were in the same together they fought and appare...

Everyone is 18.
I took the cummy underwear from him, and his eyes grew wide as I immediately brought it to my face and licked his cum. His jaw dropped, and he pulled the blanket back up to his neck as I rolled back to my side, and quickly jerked out a load onto the same spot he had cum on. The tension in my body finally spent, I threw the cum rag onto the floor by the other guys, rolled away from Jacob and closed my eyes. Then, he surprised me by reaching over and putting an arm over me, and pulling me b...

Readers, this is another deleted scene that didn't quite fit (or wasn't imagined) when the original series was published. This one involves characters from Robert Brown and Son.

On The Edge of Love


Danger is an aphrodisiac

Grant took a deep lungful of early spring air and looked east across the Piedmont toward DC. He felt like a god climbing up on these rocky knobs, while the leaves were just the faintest of green sprigs on the limbs around them. Macy's black ponytail swung from the...

Chapter 2: Making some new friends
I gave up my Friday night shift bar tending so that I could leave early. That's one of the best nights of the week so there were plenty of people eager to take it from me. And I knew I was giving up several hundred dollars in tips for the night. But as much as I needed the money to pay off my dobro, I needed to see Allie again even more....

I awoke the next morning to the sound of my wife moving around in the small kitchen area, she started taking our breakfast items onto the balcony and shortly after called me to come join her.
We sat outside eating our breakfast, with me using a towel to hide my modesty, admiring the view and discussing our plans for the day. We agreed to have a lazy day after travelling yesterday and planned to chill out at the hotel's private beach....

I start licking the voluptuous Anusha's clit. She comes and releases a torrent of her fluid into my mouth. I am rock hard as I'm drinking from her sacred fountain. I start to feel a gush hit the side of my head, and another the back of my head. My whole face and hair are becoming drenched.
As Anusha's flow stops I turn just in time to see Deepa rubbing her clit and then erupting. Her stream hits me in the face, so she grabs the back of my head and pushes it between her legs so her stream goes into my mou...

FINDING TIME FOR EACH OTHER

Alone again and gazing at her reflection in the en-suite bathroom's mirror, her thoughts spooled back to what had happened on the bed, the covers rumpled and the pillows on the floor; a bed she had lain on with Tom.
Her long, auburn hair, tied back and now looking unruly, framed a slender face. Her full lips had a rosy glow from what she knew had been a result of their lustful kisses. The cut of her lace-fringed sleeveless nightgown revealed the porcelain whiteness of h...

This is a follow-on to my story, A Man in the Women's Sauna. But it's a stand-alone story. You needn't have read the prior one.
I've previously written how I snuck my boyfriend Bill into the women's sauna at our health club. It was late at night and I thought we'd have it all to ourselves; it's usually empty at that hour. Bill and I settled onto the sauna's benches. We were nude, as is common in the club's saunas. As fate would have it, a woman, Sonia, walked in on us. And as fate would also have it, she...

I wrote this story so long ago I can't remember when. I usually jot down a dream and sometimes it turns into more. Recently I read a similar story somewhere on literotica, where sometimes it seems like nothing is new.
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Our weekday mornings use to be so hectic, my husband and I getting ready for work while getting our three kids off to school. There were some mornings, especially when the kids were young, that I thought I would lose my mind and wo...

It was his idea. A weekend away. Just us and his best friend. Old college buddies. One of those "you'll love him, babe" kinds of trips.
I played the sweet wife. Kissed his cheek, packed cute pajamas, even offered to bring wine. But I knew the moment I saw Brent--the broad frame, that cocky grin, the subtle way his eyes devoured my body--I was going to fuck him....

I have spent hours upon hours writing the cuckolding experiences my wife and I have had over the years. Various reddit accounts, a very successful Tumblr back when it was great, and here I am on literotica. Writing about it is still the best outlet I have. I've been told I go into a lot of detail... hopefully that's in a good way. one thing about being a cuckold is you usually don't just hop into the lifestyle. Hopefully the slow burn of this becoming a reality will give you the insight into what it is real...

He knew it would be an interview unlike any other. Getting well paid domestic work in a large, well run, and cash rich estate was very difficult these days. Because there were so many applicants for each position that ever became available, the wealthy who lived in these mansions expected much higher standards now, and often they wanted their staff to be on call for almost anything, at anytime....

Me and Margaret. I was a young man enjoying my leave from the Army. I had been at home for a week seeing my friends and had generally enjoyed my time at home and was having an afternoon drink when my old music teacher from school recognized me. "Hi Mr McCoy, how are you?" I responded "Well Enough Margaret"...

The Yogurt Mountain store was located in a small strip mall off the main road, nestled between an appliance repair shop on one side and a Vape store on the other side.
Ursula entered the yogurt store and was immediately greeted by Jeremy, the shift manager. He seemed like a nice guy, a typical kid earning money for college in the fall....

I wrote the story 'A North-South Love Story!' as a fun little experiment, where I wanted to write a story about 2 Indians belonging to different cultures of India: A North Indian boy and a South Indian Tulu girl. As it turns out, you guys loved the story a lot and it ended up becoming the highest rated story among all my works....

The lines of the spreadsheet blurred together on the screen, warping the numbers into loops and swoops and the text into garbled letters and spaces. Noelle squinted, leaning forward for a better look. But the problem was not with her eyes. And she knew that. Though the graphs on the monitor didn't get any clearer, the slight shift of her thighs gently scratched the insatiable itch between her legs....

If people have heard of Pirandello it will be because of his play "Six Characters In Search Of An Author". This is my version.
The suggestions spoken by the cast and the author are all adapted from real comments made about one of my Literotica stories.
The characters involved are
Pires Dello (the play's draft script author),...

"And, that was the new song by 'Lady Gaga'. Not really my thing. Hey guys, did you see the new intern? Holy shit, that girl." Hugh wailed into the mic.
"Her jugs are fuckin' nice" Jamie Jefferson said; the overweight black comic leaned back in his swivel chair.
"Jugs? What are you, a 1950s mailman?" Nate Mullins smirked at Lou....

Father Peter O'Leary's beige sedan pulled up at the police blockade. The sombre vicar rolled down his window as the law enforcement officer approached the car. At least, Peter assumed the man in the hazmat suit was a police officer.
"What's this?" asked O'Leary, "burning cows again?"
The officer pulled down his disposable face mask and peered into the car, looking rudely past the vicar at the demure young woman beside him. Peter O'Leary bristled but knew better than to trouble the law....

Howdy folks, come meet the heroine of our story. Malika Williamson is a six-foot-tall, busty and chubby black woman living in the City of Woodward, Oklahoma. Malika's son Jerome Ketler is nineteen years old and prone to getting into trouble. Jerome dropped out of Oklahoma City University and instead of trying to get an education and a better life, he started going to bars, brawling and committing petty crimes. Malika, a registered nurse and an alumnus of Oklahoma City University, is at her wits end with her...

Summer Rental (Part 3)
Joe Lewin
This is the third installment of my story Summer Rental. You can read Parts 1 and 2 on this site. I recommend that you do before you read this installment.
I lay back against the headboard. My cock, now covered in cum and saliva, lay flaccid against my thigh. My balls hung down as low as they could go....

DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% a work of fiction. It depicts sexual activity between same-sex adults. If you are offended and this is not your cup of tea, please stop reading!
Theodore: A tall almost middle aged man with a grizzly bear-like appearance. His once curly chocolaty hair is now sprinkled with gray, after years of service. He's the tallest and most muscular among the servants. Intimidating he may look, there is probably nobody kinder than him among the servants. One of his striking features is ...

# SCENE 1: FIRST MEETING -- MUSÉE D'ORSAY -- SUNDAY MORNING
Sunlight pours through the vaulted glass ceiling of the Musée d'Orsay, casting golden patterns on the marble floor. ETHAN (20), a young American art student, weaves through the morning crowd, a notebook in one hand, a slightly crumpled museum map in the other....