erotica stories and histories

AN: Some tag's are for chapter two
Chapter One: Day of Lupercalia
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"Silv!" My mother's voice called from the kitchen, sitting in front of the polished silver mirror, I fretted over my appearance. Staring back at me in the reflection was a young woman with a smattering of freckles that made me seem younger than I was. Thankfully for my Mother, I had been given rich black hair that fell in lush waves over my shoulders and back. It shone in the midday sun from the olive oil that I had rubbed into i...

Living in a big city, and wanting to make a career in the music industry was not easy. I had to do multiple jobs along with part time gigs and yet focus on my career, training, learning and making music as my top priority.
With all this rush, and non stop juggling around, I was constantly reminded that I was only 19 years old. I had a libido that needed women and their warm, wet, holes. I don't usually look for women, but when there are "Situations" I take full advantage of that....

I bobbed my head back and forth on his cock, my eyes closed, my hand stroking his root. The guy I was sucking off was moaning incoherently and he managed to gasp "I'm going to cum!" and I steadied myself and took his load. He'd paid for that. He groaned and sagged and I got a mouthful of cum, which I swallowed....

She brought me back to 1998. She was my queen. She was my guide to self-feminization. Over the past 10 years I went from a self-described panty-lover with some homosexual experimentation, mostly me on my knees giving oral to closeted homosexuals and/or sissies.
Now I am full-on secret sissy. I have a job, kids, and a real life as a man. I don't pursue relationships, with men or women, I am devoted to the sissy life. I masturbate, and that suffices my sex drive and embodies my sex life. She hasn't been pa...

Chapter 66
I woke up on Sunday with India's arms around me. When I moved, she tightened her grip. "Where do you think you're going?"
I answered, "To the bathroom." When she released me, I did as I said I would, but ended up sitting on the balcony drinking coffee.
India came outside and hugged me from behind. "I thought you were going to come back to bed."...

During the pandemic, like everyone else, I started working from home. I didn't mind it much, but with the whole family home I didn't have much quiet time. It was rare when both my wife and daughter (who was taking a year off from college) were gone from the house at the same time. It was one of these rare occasions when I was in my office and I heard a knock at our front door....

"Mr. Jones?" I knocked on my English Lit teacher's office door at the end of my school day. I had a question about the syllabus he had sent out and planned to take advantage of his office hours. He answered with a loud 'come in' before I opened the door and saw him perched behind his desk.
"Ms. Addams," he smiled when he saw me. "Thank you for coming by."...

A Balanced Treat
I was enjoying my coffee at the local brew shop. I liked to go there as it was one of the few places I could meet women of the right age. I focused on single women in their thirties. I'd strike up a conversation and if they didn't have kids I'd pursue it: the one thing I didn't need was baggage....

Megan slept fitfully that first night, with different sounds in the house waking her up and, in the back of her mind, wondering if David or Melissa was up, watching her. She had weird, sexual dreams that disturbed her. Outside, she could hear the winter wind blowing, pounding against the window, whipping the falling snow around. She was glad she was safe and warm inside, but this was a bit creepy....

Lucky Stiff
Book Three of the Escort Girls Anthology
By Magda McKune
Part 3
CHAPTER 9
I closed the door behind us, tossing my purse onto the side chair as my friend dropped heavily into the easy chair. "Whew," Ruby expelled, draping her arms limply over the sides. "This day has been more of a workout than I've had in weeks."...

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......

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are over 18. This story is a true story based on my experiences at massage parlours over the years
Before we start I'll describe myself again as a reminder. I'm a white guy, 6'1, dark hair and at the time I was about 24 or 25 and 75kg.
My first experience with Amy was phenomenal. I was hooked and wanted to go again. It was a few months before I would get the chance however but when I finally did I took it....

The Chance Meeting
A few weeks had passed since our visit to the little beach cove. Carol and I found ourselves back in Bari, and the memory of our shared night with Matthias hadn't faded. There was a new openness between us, a renewed sense of curiosity.
The evening of our second day back we decided to visit our favorite local wine room tucked into a quiet alley off the old city center, Carol and I sat at our usual corner table, candles flickering, smooth jazz playing. The wine, as always, was superb...

This is the end of this set of stories, but perhaps there is more to explore with these characters? Please let me know your interests in hearing more about them by leaving a comment. And, of course, please do give it the number of stars that reflects your enjoyment; it helps me know I've connected with you. - ek....

Author's Preface: Everyone in this story is eighteen years old or older. The story is entirely fictional. Constructive comments are always welcome. Thanks to deadeye_76 for his editing help.
Tammy is a character in several of my stories, but this story is stand-alone. If you haven't read any of them, Tammy is a good-looking, buxom girl from a small town in Texas. When she got to the University of Texas at Austin, she joined a sorority that had a well-deserved reputation as the slutty sorority....

Continuing "Eighteenth Birthday Suits" and "The Invisible Line"
I started out in my kayak the next day with an attitude that could not have been more optimistic. The sun shone, waves sparkled, warm breezes carried the scent of flowers, and the world was full of hot chicks who lusted after my body. More specifically, I had initiated one of my water girls into the the world of orgasmic pleasures the day before. The parting words of her equally gorgeous friend had been "My turn tomorrow."...

I couldn't believe how hot it was. I've always felt strongly that Memorial Day weekend is supposed to be a pleasantly warm kickoff to the summer, but this year - and frankly the last several - have been sweltering. These days it's less "lounge outside for a barbecue" than "get to the water or stay inside." I can't imagine standing next to a grill in this....

When I worked from home today, I had no idea it would be so satisfying. Here is my hot as fuck neighbor, telling me he listened to me getting busy all day and he's now going to fulfill my dirty desires. I can't imagine what he heard or thinks he heard but I never expected he'd be here with dinner and a down-to-fuck attitude. At least with me. He says he's going to be eating a lot but I haven't eaten more than a few bites of chow mein and a spring roll and I'm certain he meant eating more than dinner. Yes, p...

All characters are over the age of eighteen.
The night got wild and that was never the intention.
It all started when my girlfriend Mallory and our best friend Christina were going off to a girls nights with a few of their friends. Christina's husband, and one of my best friends, Jerome, was coming to hangout at the house while the girls were off. Jerome and I had been friends for over 5 years now at this point. The four of us were really close with one another. The kind of close where you can sit in ...

Several months had passed since Sue last visited the Fancy Dress shop in the old town. One of her old friends from school, Lucy, was coming down for the weekend and Sue was really looking forward to it. She hadn't seen Lucy properly in over a year, with her living down near Portsmouth. Lucy had been a bit of a party animal at school and Uni, never short of a boyfriend or bed partner, sometimes more than one. Then she had met the 'one', settled down, married and had kids. Her husband was an officer in the Na...

I was still feeling very satisfied with what happened a week after I hooked up with Dina.
Satisfied.
But I still wanted more.
It was Saturday and instead of trying to get laid I was thinking of her.
I laid in bed. Horny.
Honestly I was considering Rubbing one out but I decided to just sleep it off....

Chris was sitting in the hotel bar. He was in Chicago because his boss had sent him to meet with a client and as his boss put it, 'unfuck the situation'. Apparently a salesperson had over promised what the company could deliver in the time needed to actually build out the custom software they had purchased. So Chris had to board a plane, take an Uber, and basically get berated for two hours by the client while trying to salvage the deal....

One night on our way home from work, we decided to meet at our usual place. When I walk into the club, I see him sitting there. I see a woman looking at him from across the bar. She stares until he looks back at her. He breaks eye contact and brushes his face with his hand -- his wedding ring is now perfectly on display. I was looking at him long enough to happen directly into someone else's path. Before I know it, a stranger bumps into me and spills his drink over my dress. He apologises profusely before g...

Kids Sport turns into Adult Sport
Authors Note: This is my first story so please bear with me and feel free to like and comment with suggestions on improvement or compliments. This was the start of the wildest week of my life. If you like and share, I will continue to post what happened over the next few days. Names are changed for obvious reasons. It's a bit of a lengthy story but I must set the scene perfect. Trust me, it's worth the wait....

I looked up at the clock, 2.45. I'd told work that I'd be leaving early to meet a friend at the airport. They weren't actually arriving until 6, but I had to go home and fix up a few things ahead of their arrival. As soon as 3 O'Clock rolled around I was out of there, waving my goodbyes I took a packet of Haribo to munch on the way back....

What follows is nother in a series of escapades as told to this writer about the weekend at the LitCon 2025 Writers Challenge. I mentioned earlier that the stories are not dependant an one another, but they do start to come together in this one, so reading the other two provides points of clarification in this one....

The 1st Annual Virtual Literotica Convention 2025 Author Challenge



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


Convention Pt. 01: Star of the Show by Lifestyle66
Convention Pt. 02: Star of the Show by Lifestyle66
Cum With Me If You Want To Live by EwanStone...

A reminder that this is part of a Non-Consent/Reluctance series. If you don't want to read about sex where someone is put into that position, then stop now and move on.
This is a continuation of what would be considered a "stroke" story, or as I like to call then a Jack(off) and Jill(off) story. I got some requests to continue this not very serious, fictional sex romp, so I'll try to keep up....

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 dated my wife for just a few months before were were married. Carrie was 24 and I was 29 when we wed. She had just become a 4th grade teacher and I was just out of the service a couple months. I was very proud of her as she had just gotten her BA to teach and found a job she hoped to enjoy.
I had landed a job as a security agent for a very rich gentleman in our town. Elliot Goodman is a multi-million dollar man made man. In his early sixties and very nice looking black man. He is married to maybe the b...