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"Kon'nichiwa. Watashitachiha bajji kakutoku no tame ni kobetsu hōmon de mankowo shea suru gārusurattodesu. Watashitachi ga motto ī suratto ni nareru yō, tetsudatte kuremasen ka?"
Yeah, okay. I used Google translate for this one because I have NO IDEA what she actually said. I sincerely doubt the accuracy of the translation because this LOOKS like more words than she said. I know it was Japanese because I'm passingly familiar with a small smattering the language thanks to a college roommate who unsuccessf...

CHAPTER ONE
Anisha should have been the happiest eighteen year-old in the world as she stood naked before her mirror that morning, but instead she was a candidate for the title of unhappiest.
It was doubly ironic because just a week prior to the day, she had been given a title, Miss State Beauty Queen....

As always, I was left with only fragments of my dreams: rounded curves, low feminine moans, the sensation of sliding into warmth. And, of course, a massive erection I knew I'd have no time to do anything about. It's not that my job was so important that I couldn't afford to be late, at least not on a global level. Managing telemarketers wasn't saving lives, making millions, or solving society's ills, after all, but it was a paycheck, and somehow, I'd discovered that I was rather good at it. Good enough that...

This story is inspired by a comment to one of my Loving Wives stories. The comment read "The wimp cuck should man up and just divorce the cheating bitch."
This story speculates how a man might respond adversely to Anonymous's admirable advice. It draws upon my own nervous breakdown but my precipitating event was different to George's. But the process of mental disintegration is the same. That description of a nervous breakdown (and not the description of sex acts) is the reason for me writing this piece....

The next morning we can finally sleep in. That is, Sarah is still sleeping soundly when I'm rudely awakened by my bladder. When I return to bed, I lie next to her for a while and admire her lovely face, innocent and relaxed in deep sleep. After I while, I start to get hungry, so I get up and make us breakfast: a pile of small pancakes with syrup. I pour myself a coffee and hear her emerging from my bedroom. I am happy to see she is not only stark naked, but also just as beautiful and sexy as I remember her....

Evil Kitten and her OnlyFans
Beth sat behind the counter at the "Weird Sisters laundromat" under a large sign that read "Double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble."
Beth was in her mid-twenties and living in a smallish town in the southwest. She stood about 5'1" and in her day-to-day life she dressed like what earlier generations called a "Tom-boy." She had green eyes and wore her naturally auburn hair in a tousled pixie-cut that was closely shaved on the sides and back. Beth had ...

13. A Surprise
I had created an OnlyFans account. It was called "JJFamily2000", because I couldn't think of anything better. I don't know why I did it. I'd spent so much time with my hand in my panties to my, Mom and Jordan's sex tapes that I figured a lot of other horny people wanted to as well. It was super nerve-wracking at first. Who would see us? I didn't know how to blur faces and do fancy video editing, so it was pretty raw....

All you read here is true and accurate. Only our names are different.
For those who have read our previous write ups on our relationship, Sharon and I live a good distance apart. When we can get together, we plan those days to ensure we get the most out of that precious time together.
Pretty much from day one we have video called each other most nights, what we call Sexdeos. We talk, dress provocatively, and perform sexually for each other in those Sexdeos. We discuss anything and everything, so that ...

Charlotte's kisses are slow, exploratory, gentle. I let her kiss me at her speed, and she kisses my upper lip, then my lower lip in turn. There is tenderness in place of hunger, and patience in place of urgency. I feel parts of my mind waking and coming alive, like lights in rooms left long in the dark....

I loved West Palm in April. The weather was perfect. It was reasons like this that I moved down here. The sun, the fun, the men. West Palm was not real life. At least not the real life I had previously known.
Courtney was spending a decent amount of time at my place since my roommate moved out. Currently we were polishing off a bottle of wine while sitting on the couch. I was wearing sweatpants and a tee shirt. Courtney was wearing shorts and a tee - without makeup or a bra. Her breasts always looked gre...

He didn't return to the bomb-hole until Monday, a beautifully warm sunny day with a mild south-westerly wind, perfect for swimming. Alone, he plunged into the ice-cold water, crawling as far as the mass of tangled brambles, lichen-petrified trees, bushes, covering the far bank. Treading water, he swivelled his body, breast-stroking back to the solitary bank where he left his clothes then heard a foreign voice....

This ongoing story is a fantasy based very loosely on actual events and real people. As always, any similarities to any persons, places, or things, or anything you have heard before is a complete accident.
I never knew it could be like this.
It sounds corny to say it, I know, but it was true. I had heard that every time you fall in love it was different. My relationship with Ashley was definitely very different from my past relationships....

This story is fiction based on simple facts. All characters are at least 18 years old.
In my backyard I had a portable basketball hoop that I maneuvered around the concrete slab depending on what type of shot I wanted to practice. The slab had weird angles to it so I couldn't center it properly, so I would put the the hoop close to one corner or another to change the variety of different shots I could take....

"Okay, are we all ready?" Alexa asked.
Chloe, Maddie, and Taylor nodded, smiles on their faces. All 4 ladies were in Tim and Alexa's bedroom. All 4 were nude, feeling the skin prickling with excitement. The grinned as they saw Tim, his cock tenting up the sheets as he ogled their forms.
Tim had agreed to let Alexa and her 3 friends give his Dad a 4 girl rodeo. They had talked about it a couple of weeks before his birthday, and they had waited until tonight, he was going to be getting a present like no...

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About a month later Olive phoned Reg and arranged a Sunday trip to Bolton. She arranged an afternoon visit with a teenage student and Reg was delighted. He agreed to meet her at the station and they would have the morning together. Olive looked forward to letting him watch her naked and she wanted to handle the excitement she knew she generated for him....

It's the 7th Annual On The Job Author Challenge!



Please see this announcement for challenge full details.
And now, the stories:


'98 by JimBob44
A Doctor's Office Dalliance by LoquiSordidaAdMe
A Work Confession by SageMonroe
Accessibility Compliance by PennyThompson...

At the gambling hall Cassya was retrieving her uniform to start changing in the backroom staff area, having to work on her twentieth birthday. Her 'uniform' was a skimpy bodice, bloomers and stockings. It was what she and the other waitresses wore on the main gambling floor as they served drinks and snacks to the patrons. While this was not the most reputable job, it paid well and the tips were good enough. It was the best paid job she could get at the moment....

The suite was just as he'd described -- soft lighting, nothing too showy, everything in clean lines and warm neutrals. A king-sized bed sat in the centre of the space like a quiet promise.
She stood just inside the doorway, clutching her purse like it might anchor her. Her fingers felt cold. Her cunt, however, ached -- hot, needy, ready in a way she hadn't expected....

What started as an off-hand comment by AlexFourways in the 2024 Holiday Contest support thread and then encouraged along by Morevanila, has grown into a full-blown Literotica Author's Challenge! I'm thrilled to be able to give a little bit back to Literotica (this site was where I started my erotic fiction journey in 2023!). It's been a crazy ride!!...

This story is written for the Virtual Literotica Convention 2025 Story Event. The convention occurs at the Grand City Hotel and the programme is attached at the end. The story involves elements of Anal, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Swapping and even mild Bondage. I still think the Erotic Couplings is the most appropriate category, but be warned....

CHAPTER 1

I went to the home improvement store a few weeks ago on a Saturday to pick up a few things for a project I was working on. On the way in I fell in step with a cute young girl also headed in. We both smiled and said hi. I stepped aside and let her enter first, being a gentleman. Of course I checked her out. Maybe not so much a gentleman. She was probably about 30, short brown hair, brown eyes, kind of cute. Very nice body. She was wearing tight jeans and a pullover sweater. I was in the scre...

The car ride was quiet, but not in a cold way. His hand was on her thigh, fingers resting just beneath the hem of her baby blue dress--the one he always stared at a little too long when she wore it.
"You wore this on purpose," he said, eyes never leaving the road.
She smiled, turning toward him, her dark hair brushing her shoulder. "Of course I did. It's your favorite."...

Andy's story
Paula and I were late bloomers. At high school this meant that I was constantly bullied by Martin, amongst others, and that Paula was not worthy of his attention.
We waited until our wedding night to consummate our love. Sex between us was what many would describe as vanilla. I only needed sex once a week, I thought Paula was ok with that. I also thought she was happy with my thin not quite five inch dick. We never tried anything other than the missionary position....

"My constipation is really bad, doc," Malika Diallo said with a sad smile. The six-foot-one, dark-skinned, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, bodacious African Canadian Muslim woman sullenly considered her dilemma as she disrobed in front of her physician. The physician in question, Dr. Benjamin Fils-Aime, nodded graciously. The tall, dark-skinned and silver-haired, fifty-something Haitian Canadian doctor stayed professional as the patient bared herself to him. All in a day's work, folks....

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Le Français is an original Law Enforcement series playing with the Cop/Not-a-Cop trope, mixed with some social power play, and (hopefully) realistic BDSM elements. The series will jump between categories based on the content of each part. This series is commissioned by the fantastic ThL!...

The next day we cleaned up the house and prepared the food. The 80's music was playing on the whole house stereo. We were both joking and having fun as we prepared for the guests. As we passed each other we would sometimes kiss. Things were going very well.
"Hey by the way, Tabby and Jerry, coming tonight?" Throughout the week we talked about having a party but we never really discussed much about the guest list. Lynn handled the guest list....

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No, Just a Little, Yes - Chris's Side

This is "the other" perspective on the second of "The Pru Chronicles," told from Chris's experience in his pursuit and conquest of the married, young Pru. Although much of the story is embellished, some more liberally than others, there is an element of truth woven throughout. Only one of the Chronicles is fully fiction, and one other is based on very real conversations that were leading to the events described but stopped short. Otherwise, yeah, s...

The next morning, Sarah's alarm clock, set at an impossibly early time, cruelly wakes me from my slumbers. She has to head out of town for two days of client meetings and will not be back until very late Friday evening. In a sudden bout of groggy solidarity, I get up as well. We have no time for friskiness, unfortunately, so I make us breakfast using the limited contents of Sarah's fridge and cupboards while she showers, gets dressed, and packs her suitcase....

The bastard left me a note, "Dear Sally, time has come to for us to part. It's not you it's me and I need some time alone to think about the future. Please don't think to harshly of me. Love Will."
I'd give him 'Love Will." The fucking dirty two timer swore his love and then fucked my best friend. God if he were here I'd cut his fucking cock off and make him eat it....