erotica stories and histories

Harry was right: there was no looking back. But there was much to look forward to. We had long ago resigned ourselves to the thought that our real sex days were behind us and that the best we could hope for was the occasional mutual masturbation here and there, and if we were really up to it, a quick coitus session that may or may not culminate in either of us having an orgasm. Now Harry was playing with his cock all the time, masturbating and vocalizing his thoughts, and since we started talking about the ...

The rhythmic thumping against the wall was making it damn near impossible to diagram electron configurations. Kate banged her fist on the adjoining wall. "Could you please keep it down over there, Veronica? I'm trying to study!"
A muffled giggle, followed by a wet, enthusiastic moan, was her only response....

Chapter 1 -- Orientation
The garage smelled like heat.
Like rubber, oil, and something metallic that clung to the back of your throat. Natalia stood just inside the open bay door, letting the filtered sun catch her face as she adjusted her grip on the worn leather strap of her tote. The space didn't feel like a classroom--it felt like a machine still catching its breath....

Stefan grinned as he thumbed through his messages, heat stirring in his jeans with every scroll.
Fuck, she was relentless.
Every night, her texts got filthier dripping with a hunger you couldn't fake, no matter how much she tried to play it off. And yet, she always insisted it was just for fun....

I showed up at Jess' house early the next morning. I was still reeling from the day before. My mind raced as I started measuring and roping off areas for the flower and vegetable gardens she asked.
"Did that really happen?" I thought to myself. "Would it happen again?" "Was it a one-time thing?" "How should I act around her?" "Will I make it weird?" I continued to fight off my anxiety about the situation and put my mind into my work. As I was digging the perimeter of the first flower bed I felt a tap on ...

Author's Note: Both characters in this story are consenting adults over age 18. There is a short flashback to when they were in high school strictly for context.
Will was 22 years old and trying to pay his way through college by delivering with Uber Eats. It sure wasn't a dream job and he would much rather do something related to his major. It was better than nothing, as he often told himself....

Maria said bye as she walked out the door. I waved at her, and took a small, lecherous moment to watch her beautiful and well-muscled ass sashay down the driveway to her car, caressed as it was by her damn near skintight yoga pants. I looked away as she popped her trunk to stow her suitcase, lest she catch me gawking, then turned around to find my girlfriend Jenny right behind me....

Chapter Five: Between Us
The next morning, Evette parked in the far corner of the WellSouth lot--away from the regular shuffle of staff, away from curious eyes. She sat in the driver's seat for a long moment, watching the building she'd grown too familiar with.
She couldn't explain the pull in her gut, the way Brittany's voice had shifted yesterday--like there was something under the words. It wasn't even what she'd said. It was how she said it....

***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a cuckold story, you've been warned for those of you who are far too sensitive of the subject despite knowing what many LL stories are about.
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I'm a marriage counselor and sex therapist and was in deep thought when I heard a light tapping on my office door. The door opened and my assistant Mary said. "Your 4 o'clock appointment Mrs. Fredricks is here." "Please show her in," I responded.
This was not my first appointment with Judith Fredricks. If there ever was a neurotic it was Mrs. Judith Fredericks. I had also deduced that she was a nymphomaniac....

Jace was sitting in the back of the minivan as he and his friends drove up the coast to the beach house they were meant to be partying at that weekend. Beach house was a misnomer; it was closer to a mansion from what he'd been told. He wondered why he had agreed to come but then reminded himself. It would piss off Caitlin to no end. She had recently dumped him for the guy whose house they were going to. Quite unceremoniously as well, she had done it over text, it was a really classy move. As much as it had ...

Part 5
Ian has his arm around Gina, who's snuggled up close as they are taking a leisurely drive out highway 12 to the motel to see when Vince is home and if Joanne wants to hook up in a foursome or an outright swap where the guys trade houses for the night.
Gina pulls his hand down inside her top to cover her breast, as she rubs his phallus through his jeans. "I almost came in adult store; I'm so horny thinking about that older gal; if you see a secluded area pull off." She kisses my cheek. "Damn I l...

Originally written as a fanfic by me elsewhere. Characters are not my own.
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Lieutenant Mason was always a little sullen, like a storm was forever brewing behind his dark lashes and a war-hardened gaze. He was the kind of man who carried his burdens like a second skin, buried deep down beneath the surface scars. You saw him often-you were often rostered on to his wing of the clinic. Each time, he'd reveal just enough about the past to make your heart ache for what he kept hidden. Tales of desert heat,...

"So how was Hawaii?" Jennifer asked as I came back into the Kappa house after taking out the trash. Even though we were initiated before fall break, all the freshmen new recruits were required to clean up the Kappa house on Sundays.
"Good!" I said, knowing full well where the conversation would lead. I had asked a few of the Kappas for advice on how to show my gratitude for my sugar daddy taking me to Hawaii....

I tried something different with Daisy. Not that it was a strategy with any agenda, I just happened to discover the freedom and safety in being open about my attraction to her. She had lived much of her life knowing it's how the majority of people felt about her anyway, and I liked to think someone being upfront but unentitled was refreshing. In the final year of our college program, we got quite close as friends, and we cooperated in a cheeky repartee wherein I would allude to my feelings, and she would la...

DISCLAIMER: All characters engaged in sexual situations are at least 18 years old.
The church was quiet now that the service was over and everybody had gone to their Sunday noon meals. The vicar looked over the pews and noticed the lone woman seated in the back with her head down as if in prayer. He didn't recognize her and realized that she wasn't one of his regular flock. With his black cassock swishing around his ankles, he approached her but she suddenly looked up and when she noticed him approaching...

Chapter 60
I woke up on Monday untouched because the girls had already gone to work. Though it was only seven in the morning, I couldn't fall asleep again because my dick was anticipating the ten o'clock walking and repeatedly throbbing uncontrollably. Therefore, I impatiently waited for India to come to the door like a loyal puppy. So, when the doorbell rang, I was already there to answer it. When I opened the door immediately after the ring, India inferred, "You're very eager today, aren't you?" Though...

List of Characters
Jack: Our point of view. Smart, corny, neurotic, Jack has few friends at school outside of his study group. White. Lifeguards in the summer and has a big dick.
Pri: Jack's ex(?). Brilliant and reserved, she plays varsity soccer with her best friend Liv. Indian-American. Short and athletic with ass for days, darkly tanned with thick black hair....

I finished applying the lotion to my face and placed the bottle back in the medicine cabinet. Standing naked at the bathroom counter I looked back at my 51 year old reflection. I'd been working out pretty consistently over the last few years, so in decent shape, but it was still a constant battle against my slowing metabolism. My pubic region was neatly trimmed, my flaccid cock laying dormant against my ball sack....

It had been my gym for months, and I'd attended semi-regularly over that time. A month would go by where I made it four times a week, and then another I'd only manage once or twice. Strangely, I always made it on Friday nights. Even when I was feeling rotten and exhausted from the rest of my week, some stubborn part of me always managed to get my feet through the door on Friday night, usually walking in at half-past seven, and then out again around nine....

"Just one minute!" Maddie shouts from the bathroom, dragging her last word out in a sing-song lilt.
She's not usually high-maintenance, but this is Halloween. I collapse back onto the couch, hoping our Uber doesn't show up too fast.
I barely get a few doomscrolls in before the bathroom door creaks open in the bedroom....

Running Squad
The sport of running is not for everyone.
It brings aches and pains, it's hard on the body and you often experience discomfort when you hit the wall. But it can be a rewarding pastime for those who stick with it, and it brings a sense of satisfaction along with health benefits and a kick ass physique....

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....

Author's Foreword: This series has themes of romance, sex, friendship, humor, safe and consensual BDSM, and above all, intimacy and the concept of memory. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental. I want you, reader, to come away with more empathy, appreciation, and joy for yourself and others than you began. As I did when writing this....

As anyone in my small group of friends will tell you, I'm very shy. So shy, in fact, that I'm surprised I have any friends at all. I am not really sure why I am so shy, after all I'm average looking, I have a decent job, and I'm intelligent. I guess I was just raised to be very quiet and guarded. I've never done good things. I've never done bad things. I never did anything out of the blue. That's why last weekend was so incredible; I still can't believe there's a woman like her out in the world. She is an a...

It was barely four months after Chun's night of revelation that Akram crossed the twenty girl mark. Chun was on a mission to introduce as many unmarried female Chinese students as she could to the new world of delights, and she went about her pursuit with the single minded determination of a religious fanatic. She knew exactly what to tell the girls she wanted to induct and knew how to say it....

This is my first semi-autobiographical text. It's not necessarily erotic, but it's from a very special part of my life that I think I will remember forever. Please, be gentle with it...
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This is not so much a story, more a collection of dreams or fantasies, weaving in and out of sleep.
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The two young women ran down the long driveway, their steady pounding feet in synch on the gravel. They always ran together like that, always in time, the long sway of their two long pony tails left right, left right. A long line of sweat ran right down their backs, dark against the lighter cloth of their tops. They both stopped at the same time, leaning forward, hands on knees, catching their b...

***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
Author's Note:
- This is a rewrite of a previous story that I published on this website originally under the title "Sex With the Ex." I had it taken down because I had some ideas for some improvements to the original story....

You turn your camera off and roll your eyes. I flash a brief smile, droning on about requirements elicitation.
It doesn't help that we have a solid five more hours of this meeting, or that we both have to be logged in. But at least we're in this hell together. And lucky you, you don't have to talk through most of it....