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I was leaning against the counter of the poolside bar that was located at the condo complex next to where we were staying and I was watching waves crash into the shore about 200 yards from where I stood. The bar, which had closed over an hour ago, was situated between the condo's pool and the Atlantic Ocean. I could feel the steady ocean breeze blowing off the water and could smell the salty sea air. I had just closed my eyes and was running my hands through my hair when I felt a familiar pair of arms wrap ...

I'd always wanted to be involved in a threesome, but I never expected it to be with my wife's chubby best friend!
My name is Nathaniel. I'm a fairly unremarkable guy. Late thirties with a house, a dog, and a decent but boring office job. I met my wife Lara about a dozen years ago, and right away we hit it off, getting married after a few years of dating....

The Southern Haircut
Patricia entered Matthew's house, where the main door opened directly into the living room. She got rid of her sneakers, which she preferred for driving and put on black high heels. They served two purposes: first, they completed her enticing appearance, second they facilitated the right height for her hips when the time came....

The story Toni is a collaboration between Dancewithme24 and me, Stephen88. It began as discussions and our talks over time. We traded ideas, made suggestions, and had a lot of fun doing so. It was the first time for me to write with someone. Dancewithme24 had not written before this. I found her fun and full of ideas, many of which I would not have thought of. Her suggestions and inspiration have made this story possible. Thanks Little One....

This makes references to characters and events in the Private Game. It is a parallel track to 'Wife and the Businessman.'
This takes place in the era before cell phones, the internet, etc.
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The next morning at the breakfast table, Lynn said to her husband, "That was a good suggestion you had about using some of my spare time to have lunch with friends."...

Tall Shirley
I first saw Shirley as I stood in the queue to board a plane at gate 51, Gatwick Airport near London. You couldn't help notice someone like her and I was standing directly behind. She was so tall and beautiful. She took my breath away.
And in high heel shoes, she towered over me and everyone else around. I calculated that she was several inches over 6ft and I am... well... a short guy at 5ft 5....

She had always kept a tidy home, ever since she had married Tom Patterson and they had scrimped and saved to buy a single-level, clapboarded house with its porch, the spacious lot set on the outskirts of Amarillo and in a quiet neighbourhood. They had bought a bigger place than they needed, seeing as it was only the two of them living there....

I had just about had it. My boyfriend had cheated on me and I'd gathered all the evidence. And it was pretty damning. It had, of course, involved me snooping into his non-password protected iPhone while he was in the shower one morning.
And what an idiot, I had thought silently to myself. Because who, in this day and age, doesn't password protect their electronic devices?!?!...

Sophie was travelling over to Tyler's for a long weekend. They had been working and studying hard for several weeks now, and they had only seen each other for a couple of days during that time. Exams for Sophie meant that she had to spend her weekends revising her work in the hope of getting the grades she needed. Tyler had taken on some more freelance work to keep himself busy....

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My phone rang on Friday night. I was quite happy to see the number when I answered. "Hi sweetie!"
My stepdaughter-girlfriend replied, "Hi, Daddy! It's only been a day and a half, but I miss you already!"
"I love you and I miss you, too, Holly. How are you doing?"
"Pretty good. My roommate Heidi and I got our class schedules. Until noon, they're the same. Then I have a two-hour break while she's in organic chem lab. She's done at four, but I have geology until six. Everything looks good, except...

It was dark outside, and it had started to rain. Against my better wishes, I was still here, still at the desk, still marking, still wired about deadlines and pressure and whether or not the team wanted me here at all. This was all bullshit of course, things in my head, ideas that grow on their own when you spend too much time working beside people but not with them....

This based on true events. Don't judge. ;)
My last year playing baseball was the worst year of my life. I was 22 years old, just out of college and playing Single-A ball in St. Petersburg, Fl. I'd been drafted out of Clemson in the 20th round, so the parent club's expectations were low.
Mine were not. I could throw a baseball almost 100 miles an hour, though almost no one knew that. An elbow injury my junior year made me alter my throwing motion, and I was reduced to a "junk-baller" my senior season....

You should know, this whole series is a story about swinging. But it is a series by Publius68, so if you want or simply expect a lot of drama, revenge, and broken relationships, move on now. You won't enjoy this, and I don't want to waste your time. And as usual, it would be better to start with chapter one....

Just a quick one - both the writing and the story. This is an entry in yay-team-sex-and-sports-story-challenge-2025-coming-soon.
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I'm not your sporty girl. Always last to be picked for teams at school, no idea which pro teams are top of their leagues, you get the idea.
Like everybody else, I'd had to endure school PE lessons. At one point, the staff desperately trying to get fewer of us to skive off, we got to do various activities down the leisure centre instead. Trampolining was fun - not that I...

Thanks to everyone who liked or commented on the first two parts of my story. I've never published any kind of writing online, so I've been pleasantly surprised by the community here on Literotica. I appreciate the positive comments just as much as the critiques, and I hope you will enjoy the end of this chapter of the story....

Sex is awkward at the best of times, but that's what makes it great. Imperfection perfection.
SCENE 1: THE CUPBOARD
Bleach stink. Metal shelves digging into her back. One pathetic bulb flickering overhead. The chemical reek of industrial cleaners mixing with her Hermès Cavaliers du Caucase perfume. Their first encounter began with her scarf - that same silk Hermès with the gold threading that he'd returned to her that morning....

*Author's Note: This is erotic fantasy. It involves sexual situations between consenting adults, all of whom are over 18 years of age. Since it is fantasy and it's my fantasy, I presume a world free of STDs. Comments are always appreciated.

SARA

I'm Sara and I'm 32 years old. I stand all of 5' tall and have wavy red hair and blue eyes with smaller breasts. When I discovered sex in my senior year of high school, it was like learning that god actually existed. I had had no idea that everything t...

You may want to read Part 1 as this is a continuation of that story and ties a little into Your Personal Physical Therapist.
I arrived home from Maine and started working on everything I ignored when Sue was here. It was hard to not think back to the time spent with her. It was an an amazing awakening for me. She was a very special person whom I hoped to see again. But that age difference and time away from her might change her thinking on the subject. No matter how well we got along and meshed with one ...

A Woman Reborn
A lighthearted and fanciful story of a downtrodden middle-aged woman embarking on a journey of sexual discovery.
Chapter 1 - An Unexpected Friend
Jane sat in a cramped bathroom cubicle at work trying to keep her crying as quiet as possible.
It had been an almost impossibly stressful year. The start of it had been finding out that her husband of twenty-six years had been cheating on her for several of those years. Worse, he hadn't even attempted to try and salvage their marriage, s...

Out in the bright but chilly sun with Atticus, the potential consequence of our original sin soaking in, though my cock had other ideas as my mind replayed the deep meaning of the all-night talk with Bella. Thank goodness for Atticus demanding simple things, saying hello to other dogs and dog people, and peeing on most every fire hydrant in the neighborhood. That is, Atticus was peeing, lifting his leg with unrestrained joy. I had thrown on my sweats and running shoes, but hadn't taken the time to put on un...

//See Parts 1 and 2 for the full backstory. A short summary: Mark and Leigh are staying in St. Martin at a clothing-only resort, they've met fellow guests Harry and Sarah, Tony and Sofia, Laura and Jeremy, and Alana and Benicio.
Mark woke up on Saturday morning around 9, a good amount of rest after the previous day's and night's adventures. He spent the first few minutes cuddling Leigh a bit more before he decided to start getting ready for the day. He knew Leigh would sleep for a while longer if he didn...

The Best Sex Positions
(sorta bi)
I was out on a first date with this girl from a dating website. She was cute, like real cute. But we weren't hitting it off. Something was missing and the conversation was going nowhere.
Then we overheard these two loud guys on the other side of the room talking about sex positions. The one guy said that the best position was sixty-nine because both could be orally satisfied at the same time. The other said doggy because there was nothing better than the view of a ...

Saturday Morning
Penny was up just as the sun was rising. Ben was on his side of the bed, softly snoring, with the cutest look on his face that made Penny giggle as she sat up. He really was a sweet guy. And she really did love him. Last night's brief fantasy was just that, a fantasy. Nothing wrong with that. She knew Ben probably had them, too. She'd seen his browser history and knew he watched porn, but that didn't bother her. It never took away from their own escapades, so there wasn't really any reas...

Apologies for the delay in uploading this second part. Firstly life got in the way and secondly I was having some difficulty writing a party game scene which I ended up cutting out and saving for part 3. I'll be working on that over the next week or so.
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The next morning I got up early and left Daisy snoozing in my bed. I was feeling confused about it all, and just needed to 'get my shit together'. I called Phil and we met up for breakfast in town. We sat in a small cafe, next to a large window, ...

Three days plodded past Steve, taking sluggish long steps... Three days since Steve and Sisxxx had united in a steamy sex encounter in a dark room of a deserted house selected by the woman.
Even as he went about his job of online editing at home, Steve repeatedly relived those moments in his mind of two faceless people coupling. But when no message from Sisxxx popped up to break the stony silence, he messaged her casually on the site that brought them together....

It had been two months since the evening we'd spent at the Dinner Club. And Chloe had changed. She was much more adventurous and vocal in our lovemaking. Our love life had always been good but now we were pushing new boundaries with role playing, light bondage and new toys.
Tonight we were going to the Dinner Club for the second time, and this time we both knew what the night might hold. Chloe was preparing herself for the evening. She had showered, shaved and was putting on the new underwear bought for ...

As a Catholic priest in my mid forties I find celibacy hard. I masturbate of course and I browse porn. My nineteen year old altar boy Damien and I give each other a "helping hand" from time to time (men will understand). But I've found only a real live woman can really satisfy and I know the places in the big city nearby where I can pay for the pleasures women can provide. But occasionally opportunities come my way without my looking for it....

Priya, 40, had called Auckland, New Zealand home for almost 8 years when she moved there with her now ex-boyfriend from the UK. Although of Indian heritage with roots in Mumbai, Maharashtra, Priya had never spent much time in her family's native place except for annual holidays when they visited her grandparents or attended family weddings....

Road Angel


Copyright 2025 Christopher D. B.

Note from the author: This story is part three of a series. Please read the previous stories, Collateral Damage, and From the Outside, which can be found here at Literotica.
There was a time when I was hiding out, working at forest service campgrounds and living in my old Airstream trailer. I'd been off the grid for most of that time, and I'd also hoped I'd been off the radar so to speak....

It's a beautiful suite. He's downstairs. I'm DTF.
I slip off my heels and walk straight into the shower. Cold water tickles down my body, and I feel the wet silk clinging onto my breasts. I reach down between my legs and take off my black lace thong. My fingers glide over my soft, freshly shaved labia. My eyes are closed as I daydream myself back into the cab - Felix's hand squeezing my nipple, the taxi driver seconds from catching us. I sense my lips swell, my nipples harden. I lift my hand to my mouth ...