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Once again, I needed a man. Or least the stiff part of a man. Hell, I was ready to go down the truck stop and offer my twat to the first guy who pulled in. "Hey trucker, wanna give me a ride?"
I got so desperate that I really did... I did drive to the truck stop, looking for a 'big rig.' Feeling slutty, I wore a tight t-shirt, a mini skirt, and no bra or panties. My heart raced when I entered the truck stop café and sat on a bar stool....

All characters are consenting adults. Occasionally they may be based on real people, in past experiences. But it's probably all fiction, maybe.
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The Lovely Enhancements
My friend, Mandy, and I had been consulting for a non-profit for about three months. Our backgrounds in Engineering and Business were a good match for the organization's desire to create a new online tool to help drive fundraising activities. Over the course of several working sessions, we had roughed out the infrastructure, des...

He plopped me on the bed and hovered over me, his arms on both sides of my body. He smirked, giving me that look that indicates he wants it.
He wants me.
"Yes, baby. I'm the only one who could worship you and make you into a new religion... and I'm not exaggerating."
"He muttered seductively. And before I could even answer, he captured my lips in a passionate kiss....

All characters are consenting adults. Occasionally they may be based on real people, in past experiences. But it's probably all fiction, maybe.
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"Hey dude! Are you free today? I need some help with a couple things around the house, and Ken and Adam are on a father-son long weekend camping trip."...

Half an hour passed before Paula reentered the room. I was still on the cross, totally spent. Paula stood before me, then grabbed my chin and pushed my head back and asked me if I wanted to continue. I said that I did. Once again, an evil smile spread across her face. She untied my ankles then my wrist. She grabbed my deflated penis and guided me to a low bench and laid me down on it. Within seconds, my ankles were tied to the legs of the bench. She tied my wrists to the side of the bench. Once again, she h...

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...

"What... what do you mean?" Taylor asked her dad, with a shocked look on her face as she walked into the kitchen. I was stunned into submission, unable to move as the ramifications of Taylor and I being overheard went through my head.
"Look, you two are both consenting adults, so we all kind of knew that this could potentially happen. But, it was still a little disappointing to walk in last night and that was the first thing we all heard. Your mom was petrified and will probably be pretty upset this morn...

Yv & Jack: A Lust Story


Chapter 7

Yv makes another friend, Inger, while she and Jack continue their threesome with Sean. After Labor Day, Sean moves to San Diego. Yv and Inger workout at the nearby gym three times a week, but Yv is unaware Inger is attracted to her. After a Friday workout, Inger shyly comes into Yv's shower stall, which ends in her quickly fingering Yv to a nearly silent orgasm. Eager to continue, Yv accepts her invitation to her apartment, and takes her lessons with Kimik...

Author's Note
This is a work of fiction. A bit of fun, like most of the stories on Literotica, from those who like to write and read erotica that is fictional or from their own real life experiences. I do not claim it is a prize winner or a million copy bestseller.
So, Anonymous, enough with the (now deleted) 'shit fest' comments. If you think you can do better, sign up and publish a story and let others judge you. Does it really matter If there are grammar and the odd spelling mistake? If the story m...

Blair was sprawled out on the couch, still half-drunk from the night before. She turned over sleepily, only for her head to bang into the empty bottle next to her. She shook her head and opened her eyes slowly and painfully. The light of the morning, though gentle, seemed oppressive to her.
Mason stepped into the living room and saw her coming too. He extended his hand to offer her a cup of coffee. "Here," he said, "This will help you come to your senses."...

As planned, we held a follow-up conference call with Kang the next day around nine in the morning. Kang had informed the men in her speech and during the Q-and-A session that she was going to check with every single girl and sternly warned them that she had better not receive any reports of untoward behavior. "I don't want to hear any of my girls complain that you even raised your voice at them," she shook a finger in the air, frowning....

Fail safe Cruise # 2
This is part of a 3-part series. This is number 2. If you have not read the first one you might need to read it to understand the background.
Here is a brief description. My wife and I cruise a lot. We had one planned and her uncle got sick and was in ICU. My wife's mother, who is a walker, needs help to go see her twin brother. My wife flew out to help her mom. Our cruise was already paid for, and we would lose the money if someone didn't go. My wife convinced me to go alone. Our...

1953. New York City.
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It was a rainy, wet morning on the day that Ronald Morehouse came to my office. My door was open and I heard my secretary, Edith, ask for his coat so she could hang it up for him. A minute later she was knocking on my open door.
"A man to see you," she said. "Says he has a job for you."...

Consumed

By JustJake051
Part Four
Chapter Thirteen
Claire Hughes was ecstatic. The tall, beautiful redhead had never felt so good about her life. Everything was so incredibly perfect right now, she couldn't believe it. She was in full control of her life and her wayward husband Brad, and she did so much love being in control of things. Her recent "intervention" with her husband had put an end to his philandering and adultery and her new friends were amazing, and all so incredibly hot. They h...

It had been four days since the first viewing. Four days of restless sleep, short fuses, and moments where Oscar caught himself staring too long at the hallway mirror -- imagining Maya's lipstick smudged across his skin, the taste of her still on his mouth.
She hadn't called.
She didn't need to....

Slightly sore headed, 'Time Traveller Lily' woke to her new, sexually pure and inexperienced partner Marcus, laying on his back, sound asleep, wearing only his boxer shorts.
Desperate to start a new life, and taking care not to wake him, by avoiding any bouncing on the mattress, she positioned herself so that her cuffed hands could open the front of his underwear and fish out his sleepy cock....

The Hardworking Student
Mike Ledur
All rights reserved.
Four years of hard work in high school had earned me a scholarship in college, and I was determined to keep it and earn high enough grades to be accepted in graduate school afterwards. So unlike most of my fellow students in the dorm, I spent most of my time studying in the library, reading and rereading the textbooks and other related material for my courses....

"We got everything?" I asked as we strapped the last of our gear into the back of Sean's pickup truck.
"Looks it, let me run in and check the house," Anna offered.
Sean pulled the strap tight and smacked the bundle, "That's not going anywhere."
Anna came back out, "Nothing left." She looked over to me and said, "I can't believe you've never been to a music festival before."...

Paula woke and looked up at me with a smile. She turned and looked at my wrists and yelled, "Oh shit, I forgot to untie you." She scrambled and released my wrists and ankles. The prolonged exposure to the restraints left deep red marks on my ankles and wrists. I rubbed them but nothing happened. Paula had scarred my body and she was mortified. She jumped out of bed and grabbed some lotion and rubbed my marks. It seemed to help a bit but they were still noticeable. Paula then jumped into the shower and got r...

When I finished high school, I spent the first summer working two jobs to save money for college. In a small town, there were few options for work, so I did lawn maintenance and worked as a bagger at the grocery store.
The grocery store and hardware store in our little town was owned by Mr. Wilson. He had the biggest property in town and it was beautiful; a pool behind the house and a tennis court next to the house. The three car garage was on the side of the house....

All the people mentioned in this story are above 18 years of age.
Mrs. Ozal Shah was 33 that year. She is a Gujarati (Hindu) woman with her husband working in Merchant Navy which meant he would be out of 6 months at a stretch keeping her needs at hold for a long period. Mobile phones weren't common around 2005-06. She was in her prime, with perky full breasts, round & fluffy hips and a normal waist, all measuring 38C-32-42. She often felt good when someone within good intentions was caught ogling at her ...

A long time ago, back in the early eighties, I was a relatively innocent, nineteen year old on my first ship in the Royal Navy. We were preparing for a long deployment and as part of this were on a training and wargames programme off the south coast of England. After a long week of fire exercises, simulated attacks, constant cleaning we were all ready for the weekend. Although we were a Devonport based ship, because we had a few more weeks of exercises, we came alongside in Portland on the Friday for the we...

I had arrived that night at an elegant hotel I couldn't afford and prepared to do something I never thought I would do. I stopped at the registration desk.
"Alumni Circle?"
"Ballroom D. Down the hallway and on your right," the clerk said.
I paused at the door, took a deep breath, and opened it....

Harry was stunned when I told him that the girls had agreed in principle to Kang's proposal. He opened his mouth and then gave a long whistle. "She is way out of our league," he said and sat down to think.
"It is in her blood," he said, "the sex and the drive to lead people."
"Yes," I said, "she is one of a kind."...

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......

My name is Anne. This doesn't actually matter for the story, but I'm not a good writer. Right now it's just a hobby to fill time while everybody seems to be having a life. I tried hard at poetry but I really suck. Short stories are my next step towards that ultimate big novel that will never be.
I'm a barista. At least that's how I call myself when I attend high-school reunions, like later tonight....

It was 10p on Friday night and we were home for date night. It was just going to be us tonight in the house..... a fact not lost on me!
I got down to the basement first and was hanging out on the couch looking for music and some candles for ambiance. You came down the steps looking smoking hot! As you slowly strutted down the hardwood steps the first thing my senses caught was the clacking sound of heels slowly moving their way down the steps, very slowly, intentionally so as if you were making a point! ...

This is part 3 of a series. If you haven't read the first two, this might not make much sense. Read those first.
Kauai was as amazing as I had remembered it. I didn't stay at the Hilton though. That was way too rich for my blood. I got an air B&B a few miles away. Ashly's dad was footing the bill for this thing and there was no expense too great for his girl. I grinned wondering what he would think about what she had been doing over the last month. Daddy's little girl was a cum swilling slut and I was ha...

When Saya ran, she could let the world around her fall out of focus. One step after another, she focused on her breathing. Every step was a greater strain on her lungs. The build-up of lactic acid in her legs was beginning to weigh her down and make her legs feel a bit shakier, but she kept pushing. Cool morning air pinched at the exposed gooseflesh of her thighs, pussy, and legs, but her diaphanous polyester windbreaker clung uncomfortably warm and sticky to her chest, torso, and arms. Despite her breaths ...

You especially told Adrian to book this private Villa for your honeymoon month-stay. The Villa is a beach house with a mountain trail and forestry painting a vacation vibe. It's a part of a larger resort on an island miles away from the Mainland.
It's been a week into the month-long stay and you have decided to take a sunbath. Lying face-down on the beach mat with the sun soothingly heating your back and Billie Eilish's Ocean eyes playing in your earbuds, it is a perfect day....