Let me tell you a secret. I've had a huge crush on you for a while.
Your deep voice. Your dark stubble. Your tall, solid figure, contained in its neat business suit. Your sexy, hairy arms which you show when you roll your sleeves up in summer. Yum. I'm not the only person at the office whose gaze lingers on you. Lots of the women and a couple of the guys too....

Amelia pressed her museum badge against the reader, and the heavy glass doors of the city's Fine Arts Museum unlocked with a faint click.
She stepped inside, the echo of her own footsteps following her into the darkened atrium.
Amelia was the kind of girl most people didn't notice right away. She wasn't flashy or loud, more of a quiet background presence, the one who sat by the window with a book while the rest of the world buzzed around her....

The snow fell in thick flakes outside the log cabin, covering the forest in silence. Inside, the fire crackled low, bathing the room in a flickering glow. The air smelled like pine, leather, and something unmistakably male.
She sat by the fireplace on a thick wool blanket, wrapped in one of his shirts--bare legs tucked beneath her. She'd been so good this trip. Sweet. Obedient. Needy....

Checkout part 1 first - Here's how it ended!
"Them joining us skinny dipping is one thing. What letting him take your bra off and stripping in front of them?"
As I'm ranting she stays calm, flowing closer to me until her breasts are lightly brushing against my chest. "Are you really mad?" She asks innocently....

Pfiuu, 90 minutes, finally the end of the match. Dripping with sweat, all my muscles aching, I stand a moment catching back my breath, with hands on my hips, before walking to traditionally hand-check my teammates and our opponents of the day.
It was my 10th match at this self-organized football competition. I found it via the internet. Every weekend you can register to be on a starting 11. There are regulars, but there are enough new people every week to keep the matches varied. Wanting to get back to s...

We had just won the county final in football, with it also being one of the girls 30th birthday we decided to celebrate. The train ticket's were booked, the hotel was organised, we headed to Dublin.
I was so excited as this was my first time going away with the team. The train journey was crazy, singing and shouting, bottles of vodka in our bags, I felt sorry for the other passengers....

"I can't believe you actually talked me into this,"
I said as I bent down to grab more stuff from the car.
"Relax, it'll be fun, I can't imagine you've never been camping before," as you smirk. "This will be good for you, nice clean air, no noise, just the stars, a tent, and me."
I thought to myself, that's one hell of a deal, so we pitched the tent and got everything all set for our weekend. It was a beautiful Saturday, 88 degrees, definitely shorts weather, you happily worked away to get everythi...

After the day that Kat and Robert fucked me silly, working with them meant I was in a constant state of horniness. They were the ultimate professionals though, when it came to work. When the work was flowing, they hardly stopped to eat. On several occasions, I took Robert's card and bought us lunch.
We were scheduled to have a management systems audit in a few days. Robert and Kat were busy reviewing every detail of our system. My job was to type up any amendments or find the required evidence for compli...

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Seeking A Couple Looking For A 3rd

Young man advertises himself on poly website
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Every character portrayed here significantly exceeds the minimum age of 18....

Being Watched.
I perform for and fall in love with my voyeur.
The floor to ceiling window on my first floor flat looks across a small communal garden to a fence beyond which there is a golf course. There's a row of trees and bushes covering most of the end of the garden with a gap of six feet or so through which I can see onto the course. It's a pleasant view with the rolling green fairways and in the distance a lake and more trees, poplars and silver birch, I think. Running along the other side of th...

A few years back, just to spice things up for me and my wife, I ordered a dildo from Amazon. I made sure to keep it small enough to be realistic... my wife's a petite thing and I didn't think something huge and overpowering would be particularly appealing to her. Unfortunately, I neglected to buy any lube, so when we first tried it out, it was painfully obvious that as hard and dry as it was, it wasn't going to do much for her....

When I was in my second year of university, I house-shared with four other people. One of them was a girl called Marie. We were immediately drawn to one another. It remained unspoken. We weren't known to be 'best friends' in the house. That was me and Leo, or Marie and Lucy. But there was this weird thing where we would occasionally catch each other's eye and smile, and we'd sometimes just know to sit kind of close to each other on the sofa. Every time I spoke, her eyes would immediately lock into mine, and...

I spend a lot of time at the local pub. Too much time but Angie likes to hang out there and the craft beer is terrific.
Angie is my best friend. We met in divorce court when the judge formally ended both our marriages on the same day. We went out to celebrate that afternoon and we've been celebrating together ever since. Angie calls me Ginny. my dad calls me Ginger and my mother calls me Virginia. I'll let you guess which is my birth name....

The lights never really turned off in the clinic. Even during designated "rest phases," they just dimmed to a sterile hum, cool, bluish, like moonlight filtered through a laboratory.
I hadn't slept in over 72 hours.
That was the point, of course. A government-funded university study on cognitive drift and inhibition under sleep deprivation. I volunteered out of curiosity and a desire to disappear for a while. No phone, no obligations. Just observation....

Break In: Ch 02
The Improv, Act III
This is fiction. All characters are over 21. Sucaweenee does not exist except in my imagination. The story is told in the voice of the narrator. This chapter is almost stand-alone, but you'll have a much better story if you read Chapter 01 first. © Copyright, 2025, Brunosden....

I hope you have enjoyed the Mother's Day series so far. This last part happened later that day to my Aunt Patti. I am going to let her write this section of the series.
Hello, this is Patti. I am the aunt to Becca and Julie. I would suggest that you read Part 2 of the Mother's Day series, since part of it will be a continuation of that story. Please be aware that everyone is 18+ and everything is being done voluntarily....

Living with 4 Women and 1 Bathroom
I live with my stepmom and her mother, my step grandmother.
My name is Rick but everyone calls me Ricky. My mom, Shirley, who died of breast cancer years ago, loved Ricky Nelson. She named me after him. I'm glad she didn't love Elvis. A good name for a dog, I'd hate to be stuck with that name....

At the end of the process, they had 192 regular cupcakes and 368 mini cupcakes. Among AJ, Scott, Conor, and Caleb, 16 of the mini cupcakes were eaten. They were delicious. The guys were tired, but they had a great time just being together. AJ smiled at Scott -- "God, I love you." Scott winked at him -- "Are you trying to get laid? You could definitely do that with that smile and confess your love. Come to think of it, you could get laid pretty much anytime you want -- I love you too."...

Waking up the next morning, wedged between my two favorite men in the world was yet another new and wonderful "first time" of the weekend... Me on my back, my husband Randy's morning erection, pressing against my right hip as his hand cupped my boob and my... I guess after everything that happened the evening before, I should say... our boyfriends equally hard penis resting on my left hip while his arm was draped over my stomach....

The hallway was quiet. Just past midnight.
Everyone else in the house had either passed out or was still downstairs drinking. My room was right across from Jace's. All I had to do was take a breath, cross the hall, and knock.
I hesitated.
Not because I didn't want to... because I did. My whole body was thrumming with need. Jace had whispered it into my ear like a demand: My room. Tonight. I want to be the first to stretch that hole....

It was a hot afternoon at Watson Agency. A fan blew into the room, attempting to cool down the cramp brick-built room as Claudia stared at her bullet board of clues. Most people would be outside, enjoying the sun and cooling off, but Claudia couldn't afford to do that, not when so many had gone missing....

So I suddenly changed positions.
I concentrated, moved from the coffee table to the couch, and started kneading her shoulders. Her flesh was hot beneath my hands. "That feels so nice," she whispered, her voice gentle and loose. "I really needed this. Thank you, sweetheart."
Honestly, massaging her arms from the coffee table was weird, and she knew it. "Why don't you find a different position if it's more comfortable?" she suggested. It was a good idea. "Maybe," I said, and she scooched so that I could...

Two weeks since Matt and I had our night with Sally, and we were both itching to have a new experience. Despite loving Sally, she was overseas for the next six or so weeks. She did mention that she wanted another night with us, which was nice, I guess.
Matt asked me last night if he could find a new third. Which I turned down. I didn't tell him, but the idea of him looking for another woman was a bit too much for me. If that sounds hypocritical, that's because my pride is a factor here....

The bar was crowded, as was expected on a Friday night. Leslie grabbed my hand and guided me to the back, where, miraculously, there was an empty table with four chairs. The table was full of empty bottles and half drank cocktails. I waved to the waiter, signaling to the mess on the table, and he hurried towards us, with a platter under his arm....

This is complete fantasy. None of the characters are real. Hope you enjoy.
An unexpected turn of events took place one summer's eve that I never would've thought would or could happen. It all started one Wednesday night. I woke up startled from a dream. It was a dream about my wife Lindsey, cheating on me with a good friend of mine, John. With me waking in the fashion I did, I woke her as well. She asked what the matter was and I just played it off like I couldn't remember the dream so she could go back ...

Comments are appreciated.
Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. (c) 2025. The author, AtlantisTSkelly2, reserves all rights. Unauthorized reproduction, performance, storage, distribution, or display outside of literotica. com is prohibited....

All characters in this story are over 18 years of age.
It was almost midnight when I heard a knock on the door, quick and a little uncertain. I opened it. And froze.
Jon.
He stood there with a backpack slung over one shoulder, wearing a black sweatshirt with a white T-shirt sticking out from underneath. His hair was tousled, as if he had been through the wind and his own nerves. His eyes were tired, but fixed on me....

The Surrogate Part 2
(I had not intended to extend this story; however, I have had almost 19,000 readers, and I find this gratifying. I have four stories published on Literotica, which were done for fun and practice. The stories are currently ranked between 4.3 and 4.5. We will just see how far this story goes. With some encouragement, maybe a 5.0?)...

I was just 18 years old when I met Colin. I had recently left school and had taken a summer job until my start at university the following September. I had been fortunate enough to be taken on by a local factory in their Dispatch Store. The job itself was undemanding, merely checking that the correct items were loaded dispatched to the correct customers....

It's just a warm day that's all I'm feeling... maybe some denial will slow the process. Walking into the gym it feels like all eyes are on my rock hard nipples even though that couldn't be true. Maybe not all eyes but as I tap Kim's access card at the door I can see the male receptionist in the reflection of the window staring at my ass which elicits a little flutter, he is sort of cute and my first reaction is to give a little wiggle but that's the kind of reaction I'm trying to keep at bay, head down stra...