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The first time together
By 40somethinginashford
Part One: Arrival
The walk was familiar this time, same quiet streets, same late afternoon warmth. But it felt different now. Lucie's hand in yours gave it weight, a kind of gentle gravity. You'd both been here before, just not like this.
She glanced at you as you reached the door....

***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
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Jordan had just walked outside of the party to get some air. He had a beer bottle in his hand and took a few sips as he walked around. He walked by some other people who had the same idea and headed to the pool. It was a cool, breezy evening; he was surprised more people didn't think to come out here also....

Cocky (bi)
"Honey? If a husband couldn't satisfy his wife in bed: because his penis was insufficient - would he be a real man?"
I wasn't worried at all. With my eleven inch cock I was all that! "You mean like a man with a four inch wiener?" Looking at her amused face I knew I had it so I kept going, "He'd have to be rich." Her glee deepened. "It's a good thing I've got it all - money AND a big cock."...

I got out of the gym even more sweaty, heated, and aching than usual. I'd pushed myself, hard as I could. Kept lifting, pushing, pulling until my body was screaming at me to let it up. It had been one of those days... for the last couple weeks. I had to do something to drown out how loud my brain had gotten. But even when my muscles were screaming it didn't do enough to smother my thoughts....

"Papa?" came faintly from upstairs--barely audible from afar, but unmistakable.
Both of them went still.
A small sound from upstairs had broken the spell.
Alex snapped out of it first. He stood abruptly and began dressing--clumsy, hurried, trying not to think too hard.
Ashley remained seated, composed. Not in fear--she wasn't that kind of girl--but with a curious, quiet satisfaction. Her lips parted slightly, her gaze never leaving him as he rushed to fix his shirt....

The Street Key Party
Claire and I had moved into the street a year ago. It was a great quiet street, mostly young families, the area was affluent without being ostentatious. Well kept front gardens, friendly nods as people passed, compared to the city where we'd moved from it seemed as close to suburban heaven as we could have imagined....

When summer rolls around, with its thick, warm air and endless blue skies, many college students find themselves searching for work -- something that pays the bills and keeps the brain engaged but leaves room for freedom. For Jake, a 23-year-old senior, the answer came in the form of an old push mower and a collection of suburban lawns stretching down quiet streets lined with maple trees. What started as a simple summer job in high school turned into a summer-long paycheck to help fund his education. He ref...

Chapter 13. A home-from-home
Freshers' Week is madness. You're an immature kid, fresh out of school, and every society, club or team is touting for new talent - a role you might just fill. And because this was Oxford, these weren't the kind of clubs and societies that you might find just anywhere....

Next installment, and I suggest reading them in order. Still a slow build but be patient.
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I couldn't get the proposal I made with Marisol out of my head. No, not THAT kind of proposal, but a business arrangement. I had suggested that I hire her brother and her sister and invited them to live in my home... as renter, yes, but the family would be together....

'I've put some clothes on the bed for you,' I said as I watch you step from the shower, water dripping from your body as you wrap yourself in the towel.
'This top and skirt?'
'Yep'
'I could wear some sexy underwear with these,' the smile in your voice is unmistakable.
'No,' I said. 'No underwear.'...

Chapter One: His Best Friend
Naomi hadn't expected Cam to be so... normal.
When Josh first told her his best friend would be crashing in the guest room for a couple weeks, she pictured someone loud, reckless, maybe a little arrogant. Not that she said anything--she trusted Josh. If he said Cam was like a brother, then she could handle being polite....

Stella stands uncertainly in the office, waiting for what is about to happen. She just stands there. Not leaning, not sitting. Her arms hang at her sides as if she doesn't know what to do with them. The room is bright, perhaps brighter than it needs to be. The walls are white. The floor is gray. In the middle: a massage table with a fresh sheet. In a massage parlor, this wouldn't be surprising. But in a couples therapy office?...

Yv & Jack: A Lust Story


Chapter 9

In Milwaukee visiting her ailing mother, Yv beds her first boyfriend, Eddie, while Jack and Inger likewise explore each other, all with everyone's permission. Her mother, Meredith, is taken aback at the musical mattresses Yv and her lovers are playing, and counsels her to choose Jack and not sleep around. Calling Jack later, she has phone sex with him, and a delighted Inger joins in, moaning her orgasms to Yv over the phone. Eddie arrives right afterward, ...

About three months after we had been down to the coast Sam spoke to me at breakfast, "I would like us to have another yoni massage, it has been a while since we last met with Maddy and Sally, they were so nice when we with them and they looked beautiful when they were naked with us. I had a very intense orgasm with Maddy and Sally made you ejaculate onto her hands and your leg. We can also have a naked swim together as well."...

Author's Note: I started this for the Sex & Sports Story Challenge but didn't finish it in time! I hope you like it anyway :)
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"Again! You always beat me!" He threw his hands up, a frustrated smile splashed across his face.
"I'm fucking good! You haven't realized that by now?" I teased....

I'm waiting to board my flight at the Koh Samui Airport in Thailand still basking in the glory of the week I just spent with Rita.
It was the most unlikely thing to have happened, but also the most amazing - I truly couldn't have asked for a better turn out of the encounter, or should I say "liaison", that I had been manifesting for months....

Drift
He had been in Tokyo for twenty-seven days and still hadn't adjusted to the time.
Every night he found himself wide awake at 3:12 a. m., lying stiff in the king-sized hotel bed with the blackout curtains drawn and the thermostat set to exactly 22°C. He'd scroll through his phone for an hour, sometimes two, watching videos he couldn't remember the next morning--slow-motion cooking tutorials, old skateboarding clips, a documentary about a man who lived alone in a lighthouse. Around 5:00, he'd drif...

The Playford was a small boutique Hotel and I stayed there when I visited my clients in Adelaide.
I had back to back meetings and by time I got back to the Hotel in the early evening. I headed to the gym for a work-out and a swim in the pool. The pool was only 20 metres with a small spa at the end....

Lost in the Woods was the first post I ever made on Literotica. At the time I didn't realize you can't update or change posts. Most of my early stuff on here is pretty sloppily written and not really edited at all. I think this story had more potential than what it delivered. So, I went back and rewrote it. It's mostly the same story, with a lot of the same dialogue, but I added a lot. The original was 2900 words, and this one is about 8900. As of now the original has 36 favorites and a 4.41 rating after ov...

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Please read the following before reading this story:
1. Having Kya
2. Having Kya - Later That Night
3. Having Kya - The 2nd Day
Today was a fun, carefree day. Kya and I continued our exploration of town and discovered so many interesting shops, we didn't have enough time yesterday to visit them all. So this time, we got an early start this morning....

We had gotten back from Missouri and had settled into the summer days. As a family, we were preparing for my son leaving for the military, while he continued his relationship with his girlfriend, Lissa. We spent most of our free time sitting by the pool, hanging out with our friend group, and on the boat....

This was the late-90's and I was living in Las Vegas. I (late-20's M) was in the middle of a divorce and wasn't seeing anyone in particular, but was having fun when I could. (Read that as 'I was a hoe as often as was possible.' which wasn't very often... lol)
There was a local 'redneck' joint, off the strip, that was pretty much a 'meat market' for locals who wanted to dance and have fun. If you wanted to get laid and had 'ANY' game at all, you could usually find someone to go home with. I know people fr...

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A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is brave five minutes longer.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
In honor and memory of Oggbashan.
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Never in a million years would Sally Saugenwelt ever have thought she could be considered a "groupie."
And she wasn't really, except on the most narrow, strict-constructionist, interpretation of the term. It had been only for one band, and only for one week, and even that wasn't that big a deal when you took everything into account....

Author note: This is my entry for Heroism - the Oggbashan Memorial Event 2025.


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Being a plumber who instead works for your dad means getting to do all that, plus a short walk to the pub and a short stagger back....

Chapter 4: Rash Decisions
"Ow." I'm pretty sure was the first thing I said as I stretched, waking up to the afternoon sun in my face.
I crawled out of bed and grabbed my dress, putting it on over my head. I briefly looked for my underwear before remembering.
"Oh yeah..." I rolled my eyes. [You're such a slut.] I smirked to myself. [Absolutely worth it though.]...

"Elise is cheating on me. She has been for almost half a year. She finally fessed up last night. I didn't believe her at first. Then she showed me the pictures. Showed me the texts. I was crushed. Still kind in shock about the whole deal. She's leaving tonight. Probably already gone. I'm just so bad at relationships." Calli was in tears....

Author's Foreword: This series has themes of romance, sex, friendship, humor, safe and consensual BDSM, and above all, intimacy and the concept of memory. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental. I want you, reader, to come away with more empathy, appreciation, and joy for yourself and others than you began. As I did when writing this....

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After making a connection on the sleeper train north with James, a much older guest, she catches the eye of the younger, musclebound, Viking-type Lachlan upon his arrival to the castle....