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. Ther...

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 gent...

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 fant...

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 ...

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 worke...

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 tensi...

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 ...

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 ne...

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 discuss...

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...

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...

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 usua...

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 ...

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...

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......

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 highe...

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 Ma...

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 e...

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 ra...

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 g...

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 pl...

"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?"...

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 pul...

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...

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 ball...

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 ...

# 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 muse...

Emma was sitting in her poorly lit dorm room after dinner, a few minutes before 9, studying, alone when she heard a knock on her door. Before she opened the door she took a quick peek through the peephole. Out in the hall she could make out the shapes of three masked female figures in black robes. W...

[October 2025]
I went to bed on Sunday night on what appeared to be just another day.
When I awoke Monday morning, the world had changed dramatically, Overnight, a group calling themselves the "Anti-Putin League" had eliminated everyone in North America who had any sort of power (politicians, judges...

Hi All,
Nish here, back with the second part of the story. Please read the first part to get the context of the current part.  
As I mentioned in the previous part both the couples had an arousing road trip with each other's spouses. They were really not open about it to discuss this with each other...