Back to college
In my teens and 20s when all my friends were going to college, I tried it for a few semesters. I wasn't ready for more school. I decided to stop going. I started a business and was lucky and worked successfully for the last 30 years. My wife had been after me for years to go back and finish my degree. I always acknowledged her saying, "I'd get around to it." I finally took some online classes and did well. I was usually the oldest student by at least a decade, often 2-3. I keep myself in ...

Hi, all! Annabelle Hawthorne here to sell you some makeup and knives! How would you like to be your own boss?
That's what I would be probably be saying if I wasn't actually here to deliver the next chapter in my fantasy epic "How many myths can I lewd before my family organizes an intervention?"
(Let's be honest, though, if I was a hot goth girl selling makeup and knives, I'd be making BANK)...

Author's Note
This is the next chapter in the final series of the Elysium Trilogy. If you haven't yet, I suggest you read Part 1 and Part 2, although you do not need to have read the previous two parts to be able to completely understand the story (or enjoy the sex!), so don't let the size of this series intimidate you. You are welcome to start here and go back later or simply continue from here. If you like what you read here, there's plenty more in the previous two books!...

The Bridge - Chapter Twenty-Two - Becky the Biker

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work is copy written by the author. All characters involved in sexual activity are eighteen years of age or older at the time of portrayal....

2 Years Later
A warm wind blew through the cobble streets as the sun rose on another pleasant summer's day. A hanging wooden sign gently swung back and forth, which bore the outline of a wolf and beneath it was carved out "Wild Hunt Butcher." A new business in town opened by a couple who had traveled from down south in England, one of them claiming to be a huntress. Her claims couldn't be contested, for they always had a regular supply of fresh meats....

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From the Author: Hello! I'm David, formally known as 800Ibgorrila here at Literotica, and way back in 2007 I wrote a silly story called A Beautiful Wish. I wasn't able to finish that tale, but it percolated deep in my thoughts for years. I always wanted to come back to it but there were fundemental problems with it that I wasn't skilled enough to reconcile. So, I started over. I took all the stuff I liked and molded it into something I liked more, for better or worse....

REINA THE WARLOCK - PART 5
The Moonchild Job
The humble rays of early morning light drew Reina out of her slumber. Once again, her dreams had left her burning with desire, even though she could barely remember anything about them. Something about Beleeza? She had no recollection of details, only a throbbing sensation between her legs, so slick with desire that she could hardly believe it. Beside her, Omala mumbled in her sleep. Her chest heaved as she breathed, making her soft, big breasts rise and fa...

Chapter 86
"Left here," Falen said as they split away from the main column of people marching the last kilometer or so to the palace. "The main roads are going to be the most crowded, but I've picked a spot that should see us clear of the main press of bodies."
"Will we run into patrols?" Allora asked....

Chapter 42


Just Before the Storm


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Disclaimer: This story is not meant as 'erotica', but dark adventure-fantasy. It may contain material that sensitive readers might find uncomfortable. Please be advised.

The morning was almost uncomfortably chill, the autumnal season reaching its apex and beginning towards the change to winter. Leita could feel her flesh goose pimple beneath her tunic, the brisk air made cooler by...

My Only Wish (Cette Année)
This is a sequel to my 'All I Want for Christmas C'est Toi'. I recommend that you read that first, as this story heavily references the events in Lyon that first bring the main characters together, as well as establishing their connection.
If you choose to skip reading the first part, it's good to keep the following in mind: The story follows Julie, a waiter at the prestigious Hotel-Dieu in Lyon, and a hotel guest visiting from London that she first met at work over Christma...

(This story is the property of its author, H. K. Smythe. Any unauthorized reproduction or reprint without the express authorization of the author is strictly prohibited.)


It's Only One Night

Manford Symington
I wondered how often, the disturbing sounds of 'We have to talk' were followed up by 'It's only one night. I guess it doesn't matter. What matters is it happened to me. I still wonder if I did the right thing. I probably didn't. Maybe if I had stood up for myself and made it really...

This takes place several weeks after the last story. This Lake Resort area is a couple of hours away from our house and our newly reacquainted friends' and if you recall we are a bit away from them. My wife Dawn, and I drove the couple of hours to meet up with James (he now went by James, back in school, he went by Jim, or Jimmy). We decided we'd meet them at a location we knew, the local in town Wal-Mart that Friday evening after we all got off work. From there we'd follow them down to this lake area where...

Finally, I can update this! Thanks for waiting. This is the second part to "Some Call it Luck," so you'll want to read that first if you have not. This is a very long story, slow burn, but it's worth it! (in my opinion). Please enjoy.
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My body freezes.
"Lux called me earlier. She sent me some screenshots she found."...

Thanks to markf52 for the editing.
All sexual encounters are between characters eighteen and older.
Aphrodite and Ares greeted me again as soon as I fell asleep. Ares went over to my computer and said, "how about some music to listen to?" He chose a song I didn't recognize, and said, "KYLLER x SAGE, Relentless Dreams," should do the trick. Aphrodite stripped and came over to my bed and crawled on top of me, then stroked my cock to get it hard, mounted me, and began to fuck me; she was a woman on a mis...

Using the Hall Pass
By Cal Bishop
Author's Note
This is my first foray into the Loving Wives category. I'm not sure how many stories there will be with these characters or where it'll go, but I am sure it won't be a BTB story. If that's what you're looking for, I recommend you look elsewhere....

[Part 2 of a 5-part story.]
I felt a hand squeezing my cock and a tongue teasing my ear. "Wake up, Ben," she whispered. It was Kris. I opened my eyes and I could see it was getting lighter, like a new dawn beginning. "Let's get in the shower before the others wake up."
I turned my head to kiss her. The first kiss was quick. The second one was nice. Her lips were soft and sweet and warm. When she pulled away I immediately craved them again. But she let go of my cock to sit up, then she pulled on my arm...

This is the audio of my story "The Coffee Joint" where three friends cum for each other in a public coffee shop.


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For those who have not read Parts 1 & 2, the two main characters are Margaret Jenkins, or Maggie as she is known, and Chris Barton. They have been friends and coworkers for a long time. They are not as young as they once were, and they have taken the leap to become lovers. Their first night together was Christmas Eve and from that night on they slept in the same bed at either his place or hers. They take turns moving back and forth between the two abodes without any particular schedule, and if asked each wo...

Author's Note: This story supports my previous longer work, The Patagonian Affair. While this story can be read as a one off, it is part of a larger series. Enjoy.
Canberra - March 2003
It was close to midnight when Camilla's car drove into the visitor's spot in Jeremy's apartment's parking garage. He said that he would stay awake until she arrived, even though she'd told him not to wait. But even if he had already fallen asleep, she would still come and spend the night....

That was definitely not how he had imagined this particular sortie. They were actually out to gather information, since the captain had considered Jordan good enough to go on a little mission that would demand some brain power, not only brawn. Mouse suspected that their commanding officer actually wanted to gauge Jordan's ability for critical thinking. The problem was that Jordan couldn't care less about that, as he was way too busy giving Ryan the evil eye over the table. That kind of thing could cost Jord...

Carys McDonald was not happy. She was late, and although Jez, the manager at the surfer shop where she worked, was likely to be even later (he and punctuality tried to ignore each other as much as possible), she did not like being late. She grimaced as she thought back over the chaos that had been her morning so far while she rushed to try to catch her bus. Nobody had been stirring in the house she shared with three others of the surfer community; she considered herself to be one of them even though she had...

Listener is a researcher in an SCP-style facility. One of the research subjects has taken particular interest in her.


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It was a warm summer afternoon when Nix returned from a day of shopping in Cambridge with her best friend, Louise. They'd popped into her favourite boutique she had found recently before heading out for a lazy lunch, where one cocktail had turned into two, and then three. Slightly tipsy from the indulgence, she kicked off her sandals at the door, the soft thud echoing up the hallway. Nix made her way upstairs to drop off her bags, intending to slip into something lighter and a touch more comfortable....

[Author's note: Lily has inserted herself onto the staff roster of the Grand Hotel for the Literotica Convention. That's as much as I know. She's probably up to something. Knowing her, I'll probably find out at the same time you do. But, that Qupid app is turning up everywhere....
Please read the tags. There is gratuitous poetry in this story and at least one Deus Ex Machina. If these things offend you, then please feel free to browse other stories....

Note to the Reader: Not too long ago, after an unfortunate misunderstanding in a certain drinking establishment known as Eddie's Bar, I had reason to be detained at the Amherst, MA police department, which happens to be almost directly across the street from the Emily Dickinson Homestead and Museum. While gazing from the window of the police station toward the Homestead, a thought suddenly came to me: what if they got it all wrong about Emily Dickinson? Two things about her seem indisputable: she was a grea...

Copyright ⓒ April 2025 by Vyasya, ALL Rights Reserved.
This is a story about an email friend of mine. Having retired from his job, he reflected on his own life experiences. Getting on the internet, he stumbled upon various cuckolding stories and satiated his curiosity. Some of my stories reminded him of his background, and he reached out, sharing his own experiences. As usual, I have taken liberties to make the story enjoyable for my readers....

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy the story.

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I was working at a small human services non-profit in the Midwest. It was my first real IT job after community college. The pay wasn't the best, but it beat working in a call center. The first few weeks were a blur. The agency had never had an IT person on staff. They had always contacted MSPs for their support, so it took a while to get to the point where I ...

A Minor Lunar Standstill
As war rages on the moon, everyone just wants to get off.
TW: Mild suicidal ideation, references to past unhealthy relationships, threats of violence, explosions, burn wounds, references to long hospitalizations, war, mildly dubious consent, sex work, mildly degrading language toward sex workers, homelessness, joblessness, drug side effects, body image issues, passing out...

He didn’t know what he wanted. Not really.
That was the first truth.
He said it started with curiosity. Just a voice on the other end of a message thread. A few teases, a few lines exchanged. Something about the way she signed off—“Sleep tight, loser”—that stayed with him.
She wasn’t aggressive at first. Miss Velvet didn’t need to be. She didn’t chase. She invited. And something about that—being allowed to orbit her, barely acknowledged—was addictive....

I want to be all wet and ready for a date, but the lure of orgasms and making myself feel good is a struggle... I want to be ready and wet... but not all worn out! I *know* a good girl would wait for her date to get her there, but I just can't wait.
You don't mind playing with me while I wait, do you? I don't think my date would mind.......