There's a point in the day after making and looking at porn all day where my mind only thinks of one thing: pleasuring cock.
The idea of it is quite literally penetrates my inner soul, to sit or lay face down (or any other way he might like to try it) and to see his perfectly sized cock in front of my eyes, to cup his ballsack, feeling his balls weighing heavy in my hands...????...

Miss Beth has left for work. I'm wearing my 'school girl' outfit. Round toe low heel black lace up shoes with white ankle socks with sweet lace cuffs. Dark blue micro mini skirt, and a white, short sleeve blouse, with a long dark blue tie. No makeup, or even lipstick. I'm just finishing cleaning up the breakfast dishes....

Billie shut the car door with a loud thud and let out a heavy sigh. She'd barely been home for two days and already her parents were driving her nuts. College had been hell for the last two months, and she had really hoped that this week at home would be a chance to recharge a bit. But nope. Countless chores and errands, interspersed with endless arguments and aimless bickering. Almost like her mom had been hoarding all her nagging to unleash it all at once. Her dad was monosyllabic, as usual. Then again, w...

Jess was feeling happy; she was in the second year of her law degree and working part time at a local law firm. She had just had a phone call from her work with a special assignment.
Her dad, Paul, had a job that involved work offshore and all around the globe and her mum, Judith, was a well-respected self-employed business consultant....

Note: Big Thanks to my editor Xyster as always for the major suggestions/rewrites on this story - it's as much his story as mine.
'Hi, you've reached Kayla. I can't get to the phone right now but please leave a message after the beep.'
"C'mon babe. I know you're mad but let's talk about it. Please call me back when you get this." I hung up the phone and sighed. It had already been a whole day and Kayla still wasn't picking up her darn phone or returning any of my texts....

The Maven Convention
Dinner
I met Phyllis and Trey over dinner the first night of the convention. I chose to sit at their table out of curiosity. Most attendees showed up at the resort a day before activities commenced to register, get their room assignments and familiarize themselves with the grounds and amenities. The first evening's dinner was a get-to-know-you social event as well as an opportunity for the organizers to welcome attendees and go over the ground rules and events scheduled for the fo...

Note:
1) This is my first time writing an erotic story.
2) English is not my first language
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"Hamza! Are you still sleeping? We're almost at the station," his Ammi called.
Hamza woke with a start, hearing his Ammi's voice. (Ammi means 'Mother' in Urdu.)
"I'm up, Ammi," replied Hamza from the upper berth of the train, as he took off his earphones and climbed down from his seat....

Over the next couple of weeks things started to settle into a bit of a routine, my shifts became regular, now the first manic week of term had passed. I worked Tuesday, Friday and Saturday nights, slightly more than I should have done whilst studying full time, but I needed the money and loved the feeling of liberation. Whilst working it was much easier to embrace that part of me that was into guys, I was starting to enjoy that side of myself and working in a gay bar I felt like I could finally be me....

JoAnna.2
I suppose this could be read as a standalone, but I would suggest reading JoAnna.1 first to better understand how things got the way they are now.
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My wife JoAnna loves me so much...
... Jo allowed almost 2 years for me to discover... despite my being debate club president in high school, being a project manager at work, captain of my high school football, captain of the high school baseball team, a captain of my college football team, and college baseball team......

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This is a work of fiction, set in an imaginary future world dominated by women ("femme"). Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental. All characters are at least 18 years of age. Reminder: This work is copyrighted under U. S. law and in accordance with the terms of submission to literotica. com....

This series about an adventurous streaker offers plenty of nudity but very little sex, along with drama, comedy, adventure, heartbreak, and the occasional introspection. All of the characters are over 18 years old.
Chapter One
Seeking My Fantasy
I had been reading exciting stories of exhibitionism on the internet for several years. Mostly women going out in public, nude, taking a risk that people might see them. There were many variations of this theme, and I loved them all, though I would never do...

Forty Three
My eyes fluttered open. Soft murmurs touched my senses as I tried to gather my thoughts. Memories flashed of pure bliss spilling and coiling around every cell of my body. Songs of moans drifted along my addled thoughts. The first thing I saw were bodies around me.
"He's awake," my mother said as she snuggled closer....

Chapter 2: Processing
I awoke later, still held in place by the sticky tentacles, the lights having dimmed significantly so that I didn't wake. My cock and balls were free, but my ass once again gripped a tentacle, though much smaller than before and avoiding my prostate entirely. I wiggled and it felt like it went in pretty deep. Still held to the wall of tentacles, I wondered what the aliens wanted with me.  ...

Imaginary Friends Hook Up
Can their "real" counterparts get together too?
The mirror was still slightly fogged over. Clay glanced at it after he got out of the shower Monday morning, but something he saw there gave him pause. The foggy image in the mirror was him, and yet it wasn't him.
"Hey guy. How ya doin?"...

"I pick the hot springs," you announce, setting your food tray aside.
Devon's eyes widen in genuine surprise. "Seriously? I was fully expecting you to pick the most boring option, which would definitely be the beach."
"The beach means swimwear," you explain, "which means displaying all... this..." you gesture vaguely at your chest, "publicly. And clubs are just asking for trouble with your current... condition."...

As my lotioned hands kept running from her upper arms to ever lower along her sides and over outer thighs, her legs relaxed and spread a bit, beginning to touch mine while kneeling above her. We were both becoming a bit aroused, something that happens when naked outdoors, naturally enjoying the sensations. Her skin was soft and yielding like that of my bi friend Kate years ago at this lake. The way Alice moved and her low sighs were also similar, along with a tempting scent as her legs opened....

Although we had been married for five years, and had been together for eight years, we were still very much in love. Shelly is a shy, petite, stunning blond, who turns heads wherever she goes. Her slim figure, perky 34-b breasts, tight firm ass, and shapely toned legs never failed to draw admiring looks from other men, They reinforced my thoughts that she was indeed beautiful to them, and not just in my eyes....

Another Saturday and the wife was going shopping with our next door neighbor. It was ok with me, as it meant her husband and I could watch football all afternoon without being bothered. I never understood the wives friendship, but they got along great. My wife was a petite, fair skinned, five foot four, with a body nice enough to grace the pages of Playboy. Don's wife was five foot ten, and was a body builder. She spent more time in the gym than me, and I always suspected she used steroids. We had even atte...

"I think he's asleep," Alex said, looking at the naked young man on their couch.
"Totally exhausted," Haly said, running her index finger along the veins of his throbbing, painfully erect cock up to where a liquid pearl was growing at the urethral opening. Dabbing her fingertip in the pre-ejaculate, she brought it to her lips and tasted him. "Reminds me of the wet-dream parties we put on when we were teenagers."...

NIGHT DUTY

Chelsea DeYoung is a registered nurse who works for St. Thomas Medical Center. She is thirty-five and has been a nurse for eight years. When she first hired on to St. Thomas she was assigned to the night shift, like most new nurses.
Unlike most nurses, Chelsea liked the night shift. It was mostly quiet with no visitors or doctors around disturbing the patients by bossing around the nurses. There were ten rooms in the ICU where she worked. They were mostly short-term stays and there were...

The photography business has been a little slow since the advent of digital cameras and their later incorporation into cell phones. There's a pickup at the start of school for senior pictures a little better than the guy who takes yearbook photos can produce, and again at prom and graduation times. Weddings bring in some business, but the time involved in photographing a wedding makes the cost pretty high for a lot of couples. They've started relying on a brother or uncle to record their special day....

Weeks had passed since my disturbing encounter with Harrison and Callie. As much as I was still freaked out, I found myself jacking off whenever I thought about it. Jane and Ted didn't have any projects for me through the X-treme division. Instead, I was working on some coding for an AI software program used to create artistic photos. It was a relief to work on something so benign for a change....

This story is truly fiction. It shows coincidences or parallels between two couples and how surviving spouses come together.
It is fantasy! No need to overthink it. It is for entertainment only.
There are five narrators: Jim Clark, Sandy Cline, John Clausen, Betty Clark, and an unseen Narrator....

Quick heads up, this story has gone through many revisions and at one point was going to be in two chapters with a time break in the middle. I decided I wanted to publish it as a single work, so I added a transition of about a thousand words in the middle. The transition is more 'tell' than 'show', but please push through as I really like the second (or third) part of the story....

I lived for a time in horrid dreams. I believe this was the wake of Zaqhat the Enchanter's foul spell, for magic has an inertia of its own. Once reality is reshaped, it will conform to its new contours and those caught within it are swept along its empyrean rivers. I was aware that I faced illusion, but that did not mean I could escape its hold. I was left to wander with no way out. I recall an endless subterranean labyrinth of stone and fungus, a land filled with ghouls and rotkin. Symbols, the ones I now ...

Sundays aren't as busy as other days of the week for me. I get to sleep as long as I want and do nothing, sometimes.
I didn't feel up to going to church this morning, but Mom hates it when I slack off on Sundays.
"You don't have to work so hard every day of the week and then decide to be lazy on a Sunday."...

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This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older....

The voice came over the intercom to announce that the breakfast buffet would be available for another hour. Once people had a chance to eat, it was time to start leaving the ship.
Everyone in our room quickly showered and dressed - and then we headed upstairs. We took the shortcut through the crewmember spaces again to avoid traffic on the public stairways. Seating was at a premium and we ended up borrowing a chair from another group and crowding around a table that was really too small for what we neede...

Abigail in Trouble Chapter 22: The Substitute Part 3
After a few minutes, her breathing had calmed down and she just rested, eyes closed. Waiting in hope for when they would release her and let her go.
She opened her eyes when she felt two warm hands cupping under her still trembling breasts and hefting them gently. She looked straight up into a semi-familiar face: Jake, Lindsey's older brother. He was regarding her current predicament with lustful interest and mild amusement....