erotica stories and histories

In September of last year, my mother and I moved into an older apartment complex on the West side of town, a few miles from our old house. I had just turned eighteen about a week before my father decided he wanted a divorce. My name is Bonnie, and this is how I got to know the old man in apartment J....

Bella heard the buzzer ring faintly high above her as she held the intercom button down for a few seconds. Stamping the caked on snow off her boots she jammed her numbed hands back into her pockets and waited.
"Yo, who's that?" a distorted voice creaked from the battered looking box by the door. She leaned in close and raised her voice a little above the traffic and the wind....

Rob Benson looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost 10 PM, time for the nurse to come in and take his vitals for the night. He was hoping he'd get out of the hospital soon; lying in bed and being ordered to rest was against his 18-year-old nature.
In the bed just across from him, 18-year-old Josh Bales was also eager to be released. His latest prognosis seemed to be in good shape, and his doctor had come by and said he should be ready to go home in a day or so....

All characters are 18+ and not based on any actual person.
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Monday morning to Monday evening
Billy Rollins was having a pleasant dream, he was remembering how he had lost his virginity. His Mom had been thinking that it was long enough for an 18-year-old boy to be a virgin, and had sent him next door to the neighbor's house, Madison James, the young divorcee, to supposedly help her with some housework....

Girl Posse Ski Aspen - It's A Warm Flame
I intended for this story to be submitted for the "YAY TEAM 2025" challenge. It wasn't finished in time. It's still appropriate for the series. I hope you enjoy the read.
This story has been posted to Literotica. com with the full knowledge of the original author under my pen name, NikkijMaadison. No part or whole of this story may be reprinted in any other format or on any other website without the express written consent of the original author. I edited this ...

Krista felt an urgent need to teach Kai a lesson. So she would understand future expectations that she request, and be given permission, to touch herself in certain situations, Krista decided it was time to restrain her.
She grabbed a pair of fur lined leather handcuffs out of the end table drawer. Seeing the familiar cuffs added to my arousal and my cock grew even larger in Malik's hand which was glistening now from my precum....

I peered through the mere inch of vision I had left at the shitshow that was my brother's wedding reception.
It was the last weekend of April - that vehement spitroast of a cold and frosty spring into the scorching foreshadowing of summer - and I was somehow simultaneously freezing my tush off and sweating buckets into the layers of tulle buffeting up around me. Ridiculous. And the DJ Henry had hired was all of a sudden blasting banger after banger through his tinny tripod speakers when everyone left at ...

Poker Chip
To the Reader: Those who follow me know I write from a female empowerment point of view. Too much erotic writing is from the male perspective where the male always gets what he wants. Most femdom writings are just male fantasies as well. Very little is written where it is the female who gets to indulge herself in some way pleasing to only her. This story is a bit different. While the women are still in firm control, the things they do may be somewhat more appealing to what men think women migh...

I was out on a date when my phone beeped with that special pattern that belongs exclusively to Sly, my agent. Yeah, you heard right. I said a date. No, no, not the professional kind of date that I've written about before. I think of those as a part of my job or an assignment. I mean just an ordinary everyday boy-meets-girl date with a very nice guy I'd met out jogging one day last week. Yeah, I do date. Socially, I mean. In fact, I even have a life outside my day job with the law firm and my night job with ...

YAY TEAM: The Sex & Sports Author Organized Challenge 2025



Please see this announcement for full details of this very fun story challenge created by MyBareTorso and organized by Voyeurkenneth!
And now, the stories!
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$500 Tip by JimBob44
Barstow - Net Violations 02 by MrPixel...

This is the first story I've published on Literotica. I'd written it well over a decade ago and shared it with my best friend--she also happened to be the woman I was in love with. She liked the original, but I knew it needed work, so I squirreled it away and forgot about it. The original was much shorter and not near as fleshed out, if you'll pardon the pun--but the foundation, albeit edited, is largely intact here....

"You don't think she's doing that on purpose?" my wife said, half-laughing but there was also some annoyance in her voice.
"It could be," I said. "But I don't think she even knows when it happens."
"Of course she knows." Evangeline's face expressed pure skepticism.
I shrugged. "I don't ask her to do it."...

An introduction from the author.
As I explained in my note to part 1a, this multi-part story looks at how many women's attitudes generally, and mine in particular, change as we get older and, as mine did, our marriage or relationship becomes more difficult. I told you how my and many others' attitude towards sex, and what we want from it changes as we get older. The experiences gained, the relationship and appetite for sex all play their part in bringing about these changes, which tend to be more profoun...

I rarely swam, so the large above ground pool wasn't a big reason I bought the house. It just happened to be there and in fact the first year I lived there proved to be more of a chore to keep up with than to actually use. Over time I did learn to enjoy it a bit, sometimes enjoying an evening swim. It was also a great way to cool off to after mowing the yard....

Michelle poses in front of the bedroom mirror, putting the final touches to her preparations while waiting for her man. Immaculately made up with a subtle dab of fragrance, gold hoops piercing her earlobes, a matching necklace around her elegant neck and a wide gold wedding band, manicured nails - simply red....

Three
When Kit said her place was 'cold,' I figured she might've been exaggerating a tad. You know how it is with girls, always moaning about the cold and then pinching your hoodies.  
But the second I step through that door, I know straight away any ideas of finishing what we started on that video call have gone straight out the window. Because, mate, you can't have decent sex if you're freezing your bollocks off. Let me tell you, with every step, mine hate me a bit more.  ...

I've designed a new inside outside room for the rear deck. It will be surrounded by a set of café blinds and covered by a smoky grey alsynite roof, to be weather proof. The idea is a cosy sun filled room in winter, with a rug on the floor and second hand furniture that doesn't mind the cold. And shaded in summer, with the blinds rolled up to let the air flow. We never used the two umbrellas this year, too much hassle....

Tommy has been mowing my lawn since he was twelve or thirteen. My late husband liked not having to do it, and that alone made it worth paying him to do it. He was pretty good at it and he had a regular little summer business going with several of our neighbors so as time went on he started doing more, doing edging and weeding and even got his own lawn mower instead of using ours....

*GAK GAK GAK*
Amy made involuntary sounds as her client pumped his dick into the entrance of her throat repeatedly. He held her head between his hands, gripping it like a vice as he fucked her mouth deeply.
"You need to relax your throat, Amy." Lucia cooed from where she knelt next to her trainee. "Adam will never get it into your throat if you don't loosen up those muscles!"...

An Inexperienced DJ

It is a steamy, sultry summer night in that college town. Summer classes are in full swing, but the warm summer night encourages the students to look for love. The word is out about an oldies dance that is happening this weekend at the Community Hall on the edge of campus. Students look forward with anticipation to the event....

Ella wasn't excited when Bruce Walker assigned her latest project. Being given a project by the Director should be a good thing, though initially being called to his office did get her blood pumping. As Director of Communications for The Trust Investment Fidelities Group, he was often tasked with 'changing the narrative.'...

My Summer Project Part 3: Minutes from Madness
-- Chapter 1: Learning to Fly
"I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings..."
"For the first time, they didn't see a student. They saw me."
--Frank Hollis
The midday sun poured across the patio like warm silk, light glittering on the waters of Lower Genesee Lake. The Hollis estate shimmered under a soft blue sky, as if it had been polished just for today....

All people are over 18.
I suggest reading Pt1 to bring you up to date. If not, this is a recollection of some of our sex exploits whilst on holiday.
I'm Anna and my husband is D. We have a very full and open sex life, I don't mind who he fucks and he understands my needs.
We are both 30 and on holiday in Denia, Spain....

Jeremy rested on the bed naked, listening passively as he heard footsteps walking down the hallway. He glanced at the pair of shorts lying beside him but made no attempt to go for them. There would be no need, he already knew who would be coming through that door with Sage.
Losing himself in thought, Jeremy daydreamed Sage would walk through their bedroom door and tell him it was all over. That she didn't want to be with him anymore, that she would only ever fuck other men. The thoughts were as unwelcome...

Cooking, Control, and Everything in Between
Author's Note: This story is based on a real encounter -- unfiltered, unedited (except the grammar ????), and unforgettable. Dennis, if you ever read this... yeah, it's about *you*.
They say women come alive sexually in their 40s -- but I'd say that's not necessarily true. Despite all the not-so-great things that have happened to me, I've always had a very healthy sexual appetite. The problem? I've never had anyone who could truly match that appetite... unti...

We have always had a fascination with private sailing trips in the Caribbean. To freely sail among the beautiful islands, the turquoise waters, and the incredible food created in these tropical communities has always been a passion of ours.
Recently, we purchased a sailing yacht, made possible by the passing of a generous relative. Krista and I have experienced a variety of private charters, traditional, as well as clothing optional. We knew we wanted to offer a different experience for ourselves and our...

Author's Note
Dear readers,
This is a slow-burn, emotionally layered erotic story with strong literary leanings. If you're looking for quick-release material, this may not be your cup of tea. But if you're drawn to stories about intimacy, healing, and transformation, I hope you'll find something meaningful here....

In previous episodes of the Private Game there are references to the wife spending time at the gym. It seems she did more than work out. This picks up on Friday morning after the husband watched his wife with Derek, her businessman lover.
This takes place in the era before cell phones, the internet, etc....

Temptation calls on wife with cheating husband.
A special thanks to RF-Fast for helping to proofread and ensuring the story is in good shape.
Chaperoning does not end well
Despite the company I work for having grown into a multinational company, it's still mostly owned and run by its founder. He likes to think of us as one big happy family and has, for quite some time, held a conference every year. He claims he holds it on a tropical island as its central location for all his offices. But I suspect...

***all parties are over 18 years old and are fully consenting***
I had been at my private all-girls Catholic high school since 9th grade. I was over 18 now - I knew all of the students, all of the teachers... I knew the rules and how to function as part of the school unit. Then one day, a new teacher, Father Ash, started. He was tall and lean, with an athlete's body and a chiseled face. His dark hair sat piled on top of his head with a single curl that somehow dropped to the center of his forehead. His b...