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Kathy was trembling with nervous excitement. Her coworker and carpool partner, Xander, was leaving the company for a new job halfway across the country. Tonight, on the drive home, she was going to make him an offer he couldn't refuse.
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It all started a couple of years ago. Kathy had found Xander on the company carpool matchup board and before long they became good friends....

The event was one that took place every year. Only certain estate owners were included, and they were a very select type. Essentially they were open-minded, not too old, and wealthy. Good taste and style were prerequisites.
The Dansett's had been inducted into the tradition by a neighbouring estate just two years after Christopher had inherited. As they were definitely young and open-minded, they fit the criteria perfectly....

"Behind the Wall" - Florida Escape Pt.02
The next morning
Carol and I sat quietly at breakfast, not from awkwardness, but because we were both still absorbing what had unfolded behind that velvet curtain the night before. Something had shifted in us. Something unspoken, raw, and electrifying. Whatever restraint had existed before, it had been stripped away, leaving us more open... and more connected....

A Distant Longing

A Distant Longing


By Nick Axel

(Eros, son of Aphrodite, her lust he did fire, a deep and penetrating need for carnal desires. She heeded his call and searched for her Adonis and when she found him, she climbed his mountain. Once there, she made him hers and hers alone.)...

The House Guest
It was beautiful summer day. The house had been glowing all afternoon, filled with Florida sunshine pouring in through our living room windows. The scent of lavender still clung to the hallways from Carol's afternoon cleaning spree. A bottle of chilled rosé breathed quietly on the kitchen counter, and the playlist she chose was deliberate: smooth, low-tempo jazz that filled the spaces between words....

Dina was my first crush.
When we were younger she was the hot girl I always hung out with and she basically friendzoned me.
I always felt like we had chemistry but she was the kind girl that always had some new boyfriend that she would get serious with for like 6 months at a time.
I always liked her but didn't want to be just some other guy she dated. I also didn't want to mess up our friendship....

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.
I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect......

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my s...

© 2025 Thefireflies, for Literotica

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A door opened at Sandalwood Crescent, releasing a great hound into the new day. Arthur's long legs seemingly spun in the air as his paws failed to gain traction on the smooth tiles, claws scraping until they finally found purchase, and the blur of red fur bounded into the yard, possessed with a serious case of the zoomies....

The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually happen.
Fantasy Fulfilled ... Part 2...
Over the next several days, Zach and I discussed how we could make my fantasy of being naked and fucked while a stranger or strangers watched be accomplished. I had used the term "dogging" as a example when explaining to Zach what I was thinking of. So,...

An hour had passed since Paula had drained my balls. I had fallen asleep; totally spent from the multiple orgasms Paula had pumped out of me. Once more, I awoke to the sound of the door opening. I lifted my head to see Paula coming towards me. She was naked. She reached her hand down and offered to help me up. I took her hand and slowly stood up. She kissed me, then guided me out of the room and down the hallway to the bedroom. We passed through her bedroom and into the bathroom. She reached into the shower...

I am heavy with child. My breasts are swollen with milk, my abdomen fully distended. I slump on the wicker chair feeling my baby prod my stomach. My man marvels at how I push myself to the utter limits of my endurance to birth my miracle. Sure, he treasures me, and cherishes me, every single pounding heartbeat and sublime kiss. He lays his head in my lap like a child, acting all shy on me. I ask him if we can go upstairs - and fuck....

The Creek
Part one
I'm Randi; I just turned fifty-four. My married life has been somewhat of a rollercoaster. After 30-something years of raising three children, facing several family tragedies, and struggling with a dead-end marriage, I am worn down.
My marital issues began with finances, something my husband Gordon is horrible at. Losing our home to foreclosure recently, and my grieving of child loss, drove us even further apart, not that there was a great intimacy between us anyway....

Previously in The Club:
Heather and Claudia, two strangers drawn to a secret casting, arrived at a luxurious villa where pleasure is the currency--and the tests are anything but ordinary. Claudia has already been called into a private room, leaving Heather alone with her thoughts, her fantasies--and a growing sense of anticipation she can no longer quiet. Now, as she waits for her turn, she's invited to relax by the pool....

My name's Greg. I'm 36, divorced, and have been in real estate long enough to know exactly who's faking it--and who's built for this grind. I've got a solid reputation, decent listings, and a growing client base across Northern Utah. I don't do drama. I don't mix business with pleasure. And I sure as hell don't get hung up on married women....

Title: A Friend in Need is a...
What Was Lost is Found
For additional impact, play the songs that title each chapter.
-- Chapter 1: Stay With Me
"Oh, won't you stay with me? 'Cause you're all I need..."
"I didn't stay because he needed me. I stayed because I didn't know how to leave."
-- Dr. Lynette Takeyuracuma, PhD....

Author's Note:
Candi Rhodes wasn't planning on sharing more than her tits tonight - but when a late-night delivery turns up mid-stream, the cheeky Q&A session becomes something far dirtier. This is a story about control, exhibitionism, and self-pleasure... with a surprise guest appearance.
Introducing Candi. She's bold, body-confident, and dirtier than my search history - and she loves an audience. This one's for the voyeurs, the stream-watchers, and anyone who's ever thought: what if the delivery guy...

The Key
The morning light filtered gently through the patio blinds, casting long stripes of gold across the tiled floor. I stood outside in my boxers, shirtless, letting the cool breeze wash over me as the memories of the previous night played on a loop in my mind, Carol's teasing smile, her whispered instructions, helplessly listening to the sounds of her pleasure as she was intimate with David....

Rahul had got a job offer in the outskirts of Kolkata and grabbed that opportunity. Since he was fresher, he made all out efforts to impress his bosses. He would reach office early and leave late at night. Within a few months, he got familiar with the company, job, and managed to impress his seniors....

Chapter One: Intake
She closed her eyes when he came, not out of pleasure--just the mechanical end of an act. He was behind her, thrusting with the stiff rhythm of a man who'd watched too much porn and never learned to listen. All she felt was pressure. No throb, no stretch, no heat. Just dull, functional movement....

To the readers: Yes, the story has erotic scenes and hence the selection of the genre. But this was written more for the plot than the sex. Hope you enjoy the read and I welcome any feedback.
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THE TRYST
New York murmured against the windows, a city winding down but never quite sleeping. On the 42nd floor of a Midtown high-rise, the office lights were dimmed to a soft amber glow, the kind that made corners blur and time stretch....

Santa's Little Helper
© 2016 Bad Hobbit
Author's Note: I wrote this back in 2016, when I'd been working with some Social Care professionals. It dates back to a time before everything was outsourced to for-profit companies, and when there were department stores that had "Santa's Grottos" every Christmas. I've just revisited it and found it was more complete than I'd remembered. Here are a few chapters; more to come if it's popular....

Bella did indeed handle the transition I had set in motion, masterfully. She didn't just walk into the living room to represent her Master's wishes, she strode in, like a beauty in total command of the catwalk. Fearless and proud. She held her head high, enjoying the feeling of the meaningful jewelry hanging from her abused nipples and proud breasts, that bright red latex skirt accenting her lean and muscled legs. Zach was making coffee, while Victoria appeared to be happily lounging on the couch in her bat...

It was really cold outside, probably under -20ºC. It was cold enough to kill us in a few minutes and we were there, completely naked rolling on the snow. The snow crystals felt like a million needles melting on our skin. We ran back inside the sauna when the snow stopped melting and remained there, on our skin, like tiny daggers stabbing us....

Kinks and themes explored in this story: huge cock, huge tits, and literally nothing else.
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The sun was up high and quite stinging when this story happened, shining upon the student buildings of Brighton University. Among the buildings was the dorm facility, where Natalie Emerson just walked out from. The stunning blonde with the piercing blue eyes emerged from her building, her long sun-kissed locks falling effectively over her shoulders. Her hair was a nice complement to her flawless porcel...

Fail-safe Cruise the last day
This is a three-part series. This is the last one. To refresh your memory please refer to the other two.
Brief overview. I went on a cruise with my neighbor and her friend. The friend booked the last minute as a fail safe for my neighbor in case things became awkward, she had a place to spend time. As it turns out we all stayed in the same room the entire trip....

"Try not to take overlong in the shower. Ms Catawnee would like us to remember there is a drought on for LA county. And mute your SI App for the weekend, you won't need it."
I almost walked right past him in my half-awake stupor. Honestly, I should have stopped in the bathroom, thrown some water on my face and maybe hit the newsstand for one of those five-hour energy things that makes my chest ache but keeps me up for a few hours if I need it to....

This is the second part of my tale about me and my wife Amy's early married life. I do hope you find it interesting. It has taken a while to commit the memory to paper... More chapters to follow.
CHAPTER 2 - THE WILLING WIFE
Amy went into the bathroom, and I followed her into the shower. When I came out she had put on a simple dress that showed off her figure perfectly. I lifted up her dress and felt her bottom. Yes -the plug was still in, and she hadn't put any knickers on!...

It was a Friday afternoon; Amos was in the middle of an overseas tele-conference call when there was a knock on the office door. He muted the microphone and spoke a vexed 'come in'.
The door cracked opened and Lindsey's blonde head peeked in. He gave her a 'come in' gesture as he endured the soul deadening corporate policy discussion with a dozen talking head view ports on the big screen....

Chapter 5: Morning of Day 2

Peter woke first that morning. Evelyn had shifted position in her sleep again and she had her arms sprawled out above Peter's head, as if she was grasping for something just out of reach. He gazed at her as she slept, her sleep scuffed dark hair rested down to her shoulders and the t-shirt she slept in had rolled up, revealing her belly button. She opened her eyes, as if she knew she was being watched and said, "Good morning honey."...