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Piano Piece
Luke's reputation for refining women via various physical activities caught the attention of a local Gentleman's Club Owner. He needed to evolve his cadre of aging performers who were losing their younger athletic abilities and exceeding their shelf life as pole dancing strippers. He didn't want to kick them out after years of loyal service. He thought their usefulness might be revived with shows that would be appreciated by his more sedate, distinguished clientele, a side gig of special gent...

The front door was unlocked. That was the first thing Sarah noticed--right before the second thing, which was that the apartment was completely silent. No video game sounds, no kettle whistling, no babbling from Tim about whatever new fantasy novel he'd finished. Just... nothing.
She stepped inside, one arm full of shopping bags, her keys still dangling from her fingers. Her brow furrowed. Tim was supposed to be home. His bicycle was leaning against the hallway wall like always, and his work laptop was o...

A Curious Neighbor Girl Pt. 2
In Part 1, we were introduced to jolly teenager Isis who plays hide-and-seek with her sisters. Once hidden behind the hedges or sheds in the neighbors' gardens, she spies on the men of the new-build block. Preferably when they are naked. The story ends with an unexpectedly horny encounter with thirty-something Martin (the narrator)....

Mariposa Barefoot Charters becomes a reality today as I await the arrival of my first paying customers from Bristol in the UK.
Just five days short of my 40th birthday, if feels like an early gift.
For the past 12 years I have been the captain of sailboats, owned by several charter outfits based in the Caribbean. It was always my dream to be the master of my own charter business....

Jim stepped out of the July heat into the lobby of the dentist's office, relieved to feel the cool air-conditioned air wash over him. He headed for the front desk and wrote his name and appointment time on the sheet on the counter, disappointed to see four names that still weren't crossed off. He was only five minutes early for his 5:30 appointment and regretted picking the last one of the day, knowing how Dr. Stanton often ran behind. But it was the only time that fit with his work schedule, so he settled ...

Friday had finally come.
Lena had barely slept the night before, head spinning with excitement. And fright. And anticipation. And unease.
And pure lust.
It took everything she had not to grab Gustavo that night. No, she wanted to feel the real thing.
Thursday had been long. A work dinner had made it excruciatingly longer. But she smiled, nodded, threw in some conceptual ideas that they seemed to like. They seemed pleased. She drove home, already planning the new guest house....

(All characters are aged 18 or older in all described scenarios. This is Part 2 of a three-part story. I would encourage you to go back and read from the beginning, but each part can be enjoyed independently.)
Kaitlyn Jones was a love child -- at least that was the story that was understood by her dad and her grandparents. Her mom had been in a relationship with her dad for several months when she got pregnant. So, they got married. They were lucky that they made a good couple, and the marriage worked in...

Chapter 2: The First Date
By the time I got home it was already 4:30, the park was 15 minutes away, and I said I'd bring dessert. I had literally no time to get ready but I wasn't going anywhere without taking a shower. Of course I shaved everywhere. I already knew I was gonna be late, so I might as well be presentable. I let my hair down, used a little dry shampoo, and brushed it a bit. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself so I could do my make-up. Eye shadow, eye liner, mascara, blush, and I went w...

It's been three days since our night with Jack and Sally, and all I could think about was how much closer Matt and I have been since. The next morning, Matt and I had a wonderful time at some pretentious brunch spot. There were so many people there that we had to wait 45 minutes to get a table; normally, Matt would have been mad. Only he and I just giggled and flirted with each other....

Sitting in my darkened room, I can still see her, hear her, feel her, taste her. She's gone now, left behind in my past.
She's tall, taller than me, but I am not that tall, at 5'6", whereas she was closer to 5'10". I never understood what it was that attracted her to me, apart from my cock. I knew what it was about her that I went all hard cocked over, her perfect tits, broad hips flowing into promising legs, her deep green eyes, red hair and a sprinkling of freckles over her nose. She was just beautiful...

"Speak now or forever hold your peace."
As if on queue, the chapel doors rattled loudly and then opened with a bang.
"Ho-old everythin'!" She cleaned up nice. Her brown hair was done up professionally, with little flowers woven in like a tiara. Her makeup was subdued, and with her white sun dress she had a fresh innocent look. Nothing like two hours ago....

Twenty-five years ago I was 18 and a Senior in high school. I had already signed up for enlistment into the US Air Force. And I was scheduled to ship to basic training in June shortly after graduation. Two months to go. I couldn't wait.
I was so focused on my future, I had lost sight of my school work. Which was why I was still at school after the last bell on that Friday....

***About us****
We are Rob and Jackie, occasional swingers and lifelong lovers in our fifties originally from the UK but emigrated to Australia 15 years ago
This is the first chronological story I've written from when we are just about turning 30 and had just got together. In other stories I've written about stuff that happened later and how I'd push her out of her comfort zone...

PART ONE: THE LEFTOVERS
Life is hard.
Death is a lot harder.
Somewhere in between, there was Faith.
She was the girlfriend of Neil, whose sister was dating yours truly. My own girlfriend, Nessa, was Neil's older sister. The four of us would hang out as a foursome pretty often in our early twenties. It was several years of good times....

This true story happened over 15 years ago. Prior to less than a week ago, I had never told a soul this story, not my best friend, not my wife, and not my former GF either. Now my wife is the only person that has heard this story before sharing it with all of you. The story really turned her on so we decided we'd share it with all of you....

The front bell jingled, and Veronica didn't need to look up to know who had walked in.  
She was bent over the counter, arranging a display of high-end lubes and various vibrators when the scent of clean sweat and cardboard drifted in with the warm air.
She smiled to herself--slow and knowing.  ...

This is a continuation of The Scot's Reaper. Individual stories of sex between himself and numerous women. He is a highly sexed man who's sexploits border on addiction.
There is a lot of kinky sex involved. Rory loves women with huge breasts, dressed in sexy outfits made from shiny vinyl or latex....

All you read here is true and accurate. Only our names have changed.
Tuesday
We were late waking that morning. Oddly Sharon woke first. I woke shortly afterwards with Sharon stroking my cock. "Good morning." She said. "Just keeping myself amused!"
"How long have you been awake?"
She adjusted herself so now her head was resting on my tummy, her face facing my cock. "Not long, 10 minutes maybe!" She said...

Hello everyone! I'm Emma, and this is the first story I wrote, about a fantasy I have. I left Literotica, but now I'm back again, and I'm putting this back up in the hopes that I will want to continue it. I hope you enjoy it!
PS. I know this would probably never be allowed in an actual strip club, so I apologize for any inaccuracies that I've written, but it's my fantasy so what I say goes : P...

Before Spring Break, I did an incredibly stupid thing. Sadly, it isn't like fucking up is entirely out of character for me. I am a perpetual line stepper. My mouth inevitably runs roughshod over my thought processes and better judgment. I try to shut the fuck up, I really do, but my efforts haven't ever been overly successful. If there's a bet to be made, I make it. I love to win, but I really, really hate to lose. If there's a joke in there, I have to say it, even if it hurts someone's feelings. I'm not me...

I had a table in the corner, as usual, long after the lunch rush. Stained linoleum, the salt was empty, my fork was bent. My coffee cup had a chip out of it. Well that's life at the beach. The prices at this joint, the Jolly Tiger, were pretty good, the food was great if you like grilled cheese; the waitress was cute, and the scenery was outrageous. Sunlight was streaming in the window between the flyers for bands in the bars and today's special, which was the same as every other day's special, crab cakes. ...

A warm day, and I needed to get a particular book from a library in the city. Travelling in on the northern line, I had dressed very casually, as it wasn't a formal event, I just needed to get a specific textbook on accountancy.
Needing to feel comfortable I'd put on a pair of plain brushed cotton knickers, they were old and had frayed a bit around the leg, but they were really comfortable. There was a small tear at the seam of the gusset where it joined the seat, and a worn patch that was becoming a hol...

My Summer Project Part 5: Give Me All Your Yes
-- Chapter 1: Temptation Waits
"It's just a high I get off you..."
"The truth wasn't hidden. It was just waiting for someone bold enough to taste it."
-- Rayna Simons
The hot tub steamed in the moonlight, curling tendrils of vapor rising into the cooling summer night. Four glasses clinked in a lazy toast. The scent of lime and tequila lingered in the air. Skin glistened under the flicker of the torch lights....

(All characters are aged 18 or older in all described scenarios. This is Part 1 of a three-part story.)
He was a fast learner. A little slow to start maybe, but once he had his first taste of the forbidden fruit, he couldn't get enough!
Aiden Hayes was a love child -- the result of teenage passion that had gotten out of control for his very young parents at a time in their lives when their ignorance of biology and an immature sense of invulnerability had joined forces in the backseat of his grandparen...

Day two started with a fortunately generous serving of donuts, coffee, croissants and tea. There's no way I could get through the day without a shot of caffeine, as my sleep had been affected last night by the events that took place yesterday (at least inside my head). I was physically tired, but my mind kept racing and I felt my blood pressure higher than usual. I kept circling back to the short conversation I had with that nameless colleague I am so eager to devour - or let's say, get to know first and th...

"Hey, so, I met this guy, Pete today," Tom said, his eyes glinting with excitement. "He says he's got the inside scoop on this place. Wants to show us around."
Tom was a nice boy, but his optimism was already starting to grate on me, and I'd known him for less than a week. I glanced at him skeptically. "Isn't that what the actual campus tour was for?" I asked, swiping a lock of hair from my face. The intense heat and the humidity made it feel like a sauna. Summer was making a last stand before autumn pus...

First Spear of Vindolanda. Part I
Chapter I
The setting sun in the man's eyes caused him to squint as he walked to the west along the stone wall. His stride was steady and somewhat fast compared to a normal Roman, considering the slight limp in his gait. Cassius Vallo was an infantry veteran of the Legions and had recently retired at the age of 43, having served a 25 year enlistment. He'd achieved the rank of Primus Pilus, or 1st Spear Centurion by hard work and a ruthless loyalty to his fellow legion...

Ch 7 - "Cock Hunting Fridays" -- Air-Tight
Ida gets all her holes filled
What a Night, I thought to myself as I tasted the residue of Robert's spunk I had cleaned from Ida's cum covered face. The heady mixture of Ida's perfume and his salty jizz was a delight.
Ida purred as I whispered in her ear, "Darling it's time to take three cocks."...

Sam and I were eating our breakfast when the local free paper plopped through the door. I picked it up and we both sat at the table leafing through the 'personal services' adverts, one of them was for a private club that offered massages, saunas and it had a swimming pool. "This looks just what we want. It says that they offer whole body and couple massages. We do have to pay a membership of £50 a month each and we get all of their services," I told Sam....

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction involving consensual sex. All characters are at least eighteen years of age.
Nobody but me thought much of Taylor Godwin's sister Tammy. She was older than us by a few years and by all accounts she was a little weird. She had short hair before it was cool and she wore dark lipstick and heavy eye shadow. She listened to real rock and roll while pretty much all the other girls listened to pop punk or r&b. She was also viewed as a bit of a slob because she wore...