erotica stories and histories

Over the years my dad has had some pretty hot women working in his barbershop and I have fantasized about all of them at one point. Most of them were much older than me so I guess you could say I was infatuated with older women.
When Laurie started working as an apprentice under my dad it was during my senior year of high school. I had already turned eighteen but Laurie was in her late twenties and I knew she would never be interested in someone my age....

My hobby is nature photography. Sometimes I'd go bush and sometimes out into the country looking for interesting things to shoot. On this particular day I was taking photos in the local suburbs.
Next to our local library a couple of buildings had been pulled down. The sites had been converted into a car-park with long-term intentions to build an office building there. At the back of the area a brick wall hadn't been completely removed, probably because it abutted another building and they wouldn't want t...

It was a beautiful day on campus for a walk home from class. But the weather was the furthest thing on Brandi's mind as she followed the sun-drenched sidewalk back to her dorm. She couldn't help but feel nervous. Brandi hadn't seen Jill since helping her out before spring break. Brandi took a deep breath and prepared for whatever awkwardness or remorse Jill may harbor in the aftermath. She tried to tell herself that blowing Jill's boyfriend was no big deal. After all, Jill did ask her to. But everybody know...

Ella finished her story on Steve Weber and hit send. His might have been the easiest to write as his drive to maintain his physical shape was exhibited in his high standards for those who worked with him. On top of that, he was a coach, a teacher, and a mentor at heart and many under him benefitted from his guidance....

I push lower this time, getting my chest as close to the ground as possible, and my spine creaks. With the amount of running I'm doing lately, I have no choice but to take stretching more seriously.
Across the walkway, an old lady, my upstairs neighbor, I think, gives me a sympathetic smile as she lugs a grocery bag into the building. She's probably used to the sight by now: Roman Miller, sweating the anxiety through his shirt....

What I am about to tell you some would consider profane behavior, as it involves a pastor's wife. But it is not about a wayward wife. It is about human nature.
I am not a particularly religious man. I went to Church services every Sunday and participated in Church social activities as it pleased my wife. It is a large congregation, wealthy enough to support several pastors, plus a very large orchestra and choir. One of the pastors' wives drew my attention at my very first service. She was the lead singer...

The room is just the right temperature for sleep beneath the gentle weighted of the blue down comforter. With my sleep mask still on, I can feel but not see the light of the blossoming morning sun. The cool red satin sheets glide against my skin where the silky white pajamas don't cover me. A delicate aroma--gardenias laced with jasmine--drifts from a modern flower vase on my nightstand. Beneath it, and coming from behind me, a stronger, musky scent: Elsa....

I met Margaret at a party in the suburbs. I had wandered into the kitchen for another beer. When I emerged, a nicely put together woman appeared at my elbow. "Hello," she said, extending her hand, "I don't think we've met."
"Jonathan," I told her. Her hand was small -- and warm. I've always liked women with warm hands....

Author's preface:
I met this lady by chance one day in our dentists waiting room. While waiting for what seemed an interminable time, we got talking and afterwards went for coffee together. Although she's a lot older than I am, we struck up an easy and comfortable friendship. Gradually over the months our conversations became more personal and as her trust in me increased, she confided in me more and more. Eventually she told me that she had story to tell and asked I might consider writing it for her. (I...

Since moving away a couple years ago, I made a point to return for my friend's annual house party. While a lot of my friends are still single, I'd gotten into a long term relationship and wanted to bring my girlfriend to this year's edition.
I did not need to worry about her fitting in, as she was soon drinking and mixing with my friends. With the party in full swing, my girlfriend went to find a bathroom, but found a frustratingly long line. Luckily, I'd been to this house enough times to know there was...

The first two years of my open relationship with my loving husband had been remarkable, with me making subtle changes in my actions, attire, and behavior if another man caught my eye. My exercise routine, 36D-24-38 figure, and flirtatiousness served me well by drawing the attention of men I found desirable....

Note to reader: This is the longest story I have ever written as I dive deeper into my curiosities and interests in different and darker ways to bring about sexual tension, connection and exploration (and ultimately character metamorphosis). I did struggle to decide on whether to publish this in Sci Fi/Fantasy or Erotic Coupling, but given that the Sci Fi / Future tech contained within this story is more of a targeted plot device and not the active, central backdrop of the story, Erotic Couplings still felt...

The Hitchhiker - Part 2
By Nutmegman
This is a continuation. If you are reading this first, you should go back and read The Hitchhiker - Part 1, as it explains a lot that this story continues.
The guy with Sha was standing off to the side with her. His buddies were around me. One on either side and one in front. They were kind of big. "Guys, I hate this bully shit. It needs to stop. Since you're all much bigger than me, how about if just one at a time comes at me?"...

"Come to me," he said.
My eyes adjusted to looking up at him from my current position, a smirk found its way to my face when my eyes met his. A smirk appeared on his face as well. I did as I was told, and moved closer to him in his seated position on the floor.
I was currently on my knees in front of him. I reached over to grab his broad shoulders to balance myself, and his hands reached over to hold my hips to help me balance - but I also knew he couldn't wait to get his hands on my body. A giggle es...

Jessica Seiver was alone with her thoughts during her run and that's just the way she liked it. No distractions from music or podcasts, no chatting with other runners. It was just her and the path in front of her.
She enjoyed her morning runs because they were one of the few times that she had utter silence during the day and could be completely alone. Earlier this year, at the age of 39, she became the youngest female partner at the management consulting firm, Argentum Strategy. After becoming partner, ...

Rahul was still in his work formals when Mira walked out in the balcony holding two cups of chai.
"You've added elaichi again," Rahul complained after taking a sip.
"You complain every time and yet, finish every drop," Mira replied with a smirk.
This had become their evening routine for some years now. In their thirties, they loved sitting in the balcony to watch the sun cast its colours on the sky while they sipped on the chai. They had moved into this house when Rahul got transferred and had been...

Ch 6 - "Cock Hunting Fridays" -- The Anal Stretch
Ida has anal sex
Ida already had a full night to remember having swallowed six loads of cum from four different men and two loads in her pussy from two different men. This was a milestone "Cock Hunt Friday" to remember but it was not over yet.
We sat and relaxed in Ida's and my Living room basking in the afterglow of the incredible sex over the last few hours. I remarked to Ida, "Sweetheart, I think a new you has emerged. I've never seen you so turn...

Chapter 74
On Monday, Jennifer woke me up with a nudge to the shoulder. "What time did India leave last night?"
Rubbing my eyes, I replied, "I don't know."
"What did she do?"
I answered, "She blew me over and over again."
"That's all?"
I responded, "It was a lot."
"So?"
"I don't know if you should allow her to do that."...

***Part 18 in an anthology of women performing oral sex.
***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
Authors Note: Fair warning, because some people are sensitive by this sort of thing, nobody in this story is a good person. But I'm hoping you can look past that and just enjoy the story....

I was reading, when John, my husband, swore as our RV started to slow.
I looked out the front window and saw the line of traffic slowing ahead of us, then stopping. All three lanes of the interstate were stopped.
"Aww fuck, just what we need, some goddamn traffic jam!" John muttered.
It was July, and the weather was starting to get very warm. Since I am a 27-year-old high school Phys-ed teacher, I naturally get the summer months off. My body has stayed in the same trim shape I had in college, thank...

It was difficult for Brandi to get settled back in college. The erotic thrill from winter break was never far from her mind. Unfortunately, Brandi's classes kept her too busy for much of a social life, which perpetuated her current dry spell.
Brandi's roommate, Jill, was more outgoing than the girl she shared a room with last semester. After being apart as freshmen, Brandi was finally reunited with her old high school soccer teammate. Jill was on the college team, which came with a huge two-bedroom dorm....

Title: Thirteen Minutes to Ruin
It began with a message. Not a flirtation. Not a ploy. Just a quiet offering -- words wrapped in warmth.
And something in me... flickered. We met on Literotica. I was new. Guarded. He was not. He was a gentleman -- patient, playful, precise. He never reached too far, only ever met me where I stood....

His presence hung on Catherine like a shadow despite the sterile rows of workers and drones buzzing in their cubed nests honeycombed between them. If she closed her eyes, it was just the two of them. His hands were securely on her shoulders as he whispered in her ear. Deadlines, conference calls, and water cooler chatter pollinated the air but couldn't pierce their bubble. Tingles bubbled on her skin as the memory of his touch forever lingered under her clothes and the richness of his tone recounted all the...

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The early morning light shone softly through Vanessa's large bedroom window, casting golden shaded crosses from the window's frame. Milo and Vanessa laid together, a tangled mess of sheets and limbs, sprawled out and intertwined together. Vanessa laying on her side, her top leg draped over Milo's muscular lower stomach-- the dampness of her womanhood on his hip--her head between his shoulder and chest, as ...

The Hitchhiker - Part 1
By Nutmegman
I was heading towards the Mass Pike to head to Cape Cod. I had camping reservations for a month. If I lasted that long alone. Driving up route 291 east I saw a young woman hitchhiking. She had a big hiking pack and was alone. From my quick view, she looked clean cut....

Ch 5 - "Cock Hunting Fridays" -- The Three-way
Ida gets spit roasted
We all climbed the stairs to the apartment and entered. I told Robert and Jamal to make themselves comfortable in the living room and asked Jamal to be in charge of the music. Playing the host I asked what were they drinking and added, "I have beer and tequila." They both requested a beer and I asked Ida to help me in the kitchen....

Author's Note: The Sensory Duel - Mallorca can be read on its own, but the story carries more than just a few echoes of The Sensory Duel--the night that first awakened something between Olivia and Jake.
Reading that earlier encounter may enrich the experience--but either way, you're exactly where you belong....

The hallway stank of stale beer and cheap vape. Rehearsal had been a nightmare. Friday morning class would come soon enough. Climbing the three stories to my apartment, every nerve ending screamed for the sweet silence of my mattress.
To my chagrin, the hallway was a war zone. The thudding pulse of laughter and remixed Dua Lipa roared from the apartment across from mine. What's worse were the shadows loitering in the doorway. The last thing I needed right now was to get stuck in a conversation with a dru...

In parts 1 and 2 I explained how an English guy ended up working for the American cruise company Carnival, and about my training and placement on my first ship the M S Tropicale. I suggested at the end of part 2 that in the 3rd instalment I'd talk about how my room mate and I Peter ended up shagging 2 sisters in their cabin, which was my first ship adventure, in reality though it isn't a delicious and titillating tale, it was more of a farce, so I'll leave that for another time....

Julie had felt herself fortunate when she went off to college and ended up sharing an apartment with Chloe.
The two dark haired young women wore identical sizes and they frequently shared clothes, they even had very similar voices like sisters do, much to the confusion of everyone who knew them.
One thing they did not share was Chloe's boyfriend, Tim....