erotica stories and histories

Hello friends. Welcome to the latest Going to Hell. It's been a long time coming, but it's here at last. We are following Rob through his trials and tribulations of early life. Remember, this is based in the late eighties and is total fantasy. May a little bit of my teenage memories come out, and some odd crush will come out....

It was the first day of the new school year. I was a college sophomore, and this semester (plus the next one), I was taking a chemistry class.
"We have an exchange student this year," the professor said. A pretty, slender, dark-haired (straight, shoulder-length hair), dark-eyed Hispanic girl stood up. "This is Rosa Sarrosas-Arroz. She is from Mexico."...

Flirting With the Visitor, Ch. 2


(SU Rules! No. 24)


By The_Shadow_Rising

*Disclaimer: This story is long, and it is about a cheating girlfriend who doesn't get caught or have anything bad happen to her. There is repetition due to artistic choice. If none of this is your thing, please don't read the story. If you like the sound of it, enjoy....

Just Like Anne
As told by Lara Wilder
I'm Lara, a naughty, teasing hotwife with a serious craving for attention, and this is how it all got started. Just a quiet night in, a favorite movie, and a little too much touching under the covers... but what happened next turned fantasy into something very real. Let's just say watching wasn't enough anymore....

My lovely wife Sam is very much a big beautiful woman, she has gg cup breasts and she does not like to wear underwear, except on special occasions! She is not into visits to a hair salon, instead she likes to wash, dry it, brush it and then plait it. She does not wear any makeup but she does like to have a dab of her favourite perfume. It would be fair to say that she is a 'natural woman' and I think she is gorgeous and lovely. She is also a very kind woman as well. I could tell many stories about our life ...

Hi.
Everyone has done a body swap story: other Literotica authors, mainstream writers and Hollywood. I've never been taken with the genre having seen one too many movies that are same-same. And I'll be honest. I haven't read any of the body swap stories here. That said, I decided on a whim to offer my variant. So here it is. I hope it brings a little pleasure to some of you....

Christy had opened up a small shop selling pastries and baked goods. She was proud of her little store, admiring the rows of cakes, cupcakes, fresh baked breads, and other items. It was about a week after her first day that a rather unusual customer stepped through the door. He was a tall fellow in a long tan trench coat. He leaned over near the register to look over some of the good Christy was selling....

She choked back tears, and gagged. He held her hair out of the way for her and the whole sequence repeated itself, as she nodded as best she could to say thanks.
She glanced over at the camera and made sure she was in shot, then pushed forwards and snaked her tongue out around the thick cock and forced it back into her gullet. She gagged again and felt a swelling in her throat as the head of his cock had a spunk premonition. It was right too, as suddenly his grunts turned to a solid growling, growing moa...

Mornings are usually not my thing, but I was wide awake shortly after 6:00 a. m. as sunshine streamed in, illuminating the tiny girl sleeping naked on her back next to me. It all came back to me. This virtual stranger, Deb, had exploded on my life in the middle of the night, rimmed my ass and sucked me off to the point of unconsciousness. I remembered leaving her hanging, and resolved to remedy that right now....

It was the last night of the cruise, and the hum of the ship's engines had become something I barely noticed anymore. A kind of underwater heartbeat, pulsing steadily as we floated somewhere off the coast of France. I was in the corner booth of the ship's smaller bar with Alfie, nursing a beer and trying not to think too hard about what we were heading back to....

"Let me go, you asshole!" I snarled, trying to turn back.
Behind my back, I heard two boys chuckle. The classroom was half empty, and the professor had his back to the class, drawing a diagram on the board. Whatever little number of students were awake, seemed uninterested, using their cell phones under the table....

You'd kept me up the night before. I wouldn't have it any other way - still, I was exhausted.
Worked for as long as I could, but I had to take a nap. I set my timer for 35 minutes and dozed right off. Little did I know you were coming home earlier today.
You wanted to surprise me - work has been really difficult for me lately. A bunch of flowers, my favourite snacks, movie planned and home early = a surprise you knew I'd love. In lieu of that, you didn't announce your arrival. Quietly heading for the ...

She sat on the couch reading her book as he worked on the table across the room. He sensed something was different. Her eyes stuck more to the pages, her lips were slightly parted, brows not furrowed like usual but slightly raised.
This was not a battle scene or action. The corners of his mouth turned up as he realized, his fairy was reading a steamy romance scene. And something very desirable too, he could tell by the way her legs pressed together and her nostrils flared up....

An introduction from the author.
Peoples' attitudes towards sex, what they want from it and the way they behave during it change as they get older. The experiences they have gained, their relationship with their partner and their appetite for sex all play their part in bringing about these changes, which tend to be more profound amongst women....

THE MORE MOM

This story is categorized in Erotic Couplings, which is perfect. But it tends to veer into other categories and includes several kinks that are real to the story and possibly your fantasy.
If anything offends you, I make no apologies since this is about consensual sex, and when you write about consensual sex, an apology is never needed. Lastly, this story is set against the backdrop of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It is not an attack on that religion, which happens...

It's louder than I expected.
Not the kind of loud that hurts, but the kind that wraps around you--bass like a second heartbeat, low and sensual, thrumming through the floor and into your spine. I hesitate for a moment just inside the entrance, clutching my purse a little too tightly, trying to play it cool while my stomach does nervous flips....

Disha was happy being out at one of her friend's birthday party on the weekend. She was wearing a bold and sexy backless dress that covered her ample breasts, but left her exposed from her cleavage all the way to her pierced belly button, for the others to salivate at. And the dress parted at her thighs to exhibit her slender, toned legs....

This series unfolds as a collection of diary entries--private glimpses into one woman's life, where memory, desire, and experience all blur together. While the format borrows from the feel of a real journal, the subsequent chapters won't follow a strict timeline. The subsequent chapters will jump around, dipping into different moments of life. Some young and impressionable, others more mature and unapologetically bold, each reflecting the mood, hunger, or heartache of who she was in that moment....

Most of my meetings with Rebecca were similar, I'd text her the day of or the night before and tell her I wanted her to come over or that I was going to come to her house. We'd meet at one of our houses and fuck, I'd eat her pussy, she'd suck my dick, and we'd normally end with me cumming on her face, which was definitely her and my favorite. Sometimes though I'd cum her tits, or she'd swallow my cum or every once in awhile, I'd cum inside her (I had a vasectomy so no pregnancy worries). When I would cum on...

Chapter 11 - To The Woods

Kayla
As the second nipple clamp closed around the rock-hard nub, I couldn't help the whine that escaped me - high and keening. I was lying back on Angus' - Sir's - bed, naked aside from my new jewellery and the SLUT collar I had on around my neck. The clamps were soft at the tips, but the intensity of the pressure was unlike anything else I'd felt before, especially with the golden chain that dangled off them. At the moment it was lying on my stomach, but there was a par...

In 1996 in a small farming town famous for fuck all, in the middle of the arse end of nowhere. Dana had just finished putting her younger brother to bed. It was Friday night most other eighteen year olds would be out trying to party, or at least have some kind of plans but not Dana. There was only one hangout spot in town and she had no interest in running into her ex and his new blonde bimbo, big tits, girlfriend that he had cheated on her with. He had achieved the status of a walking cliché. She wasn't ev...

Hello there. My name is Larry and this is a true story. It's a slow burn leading to an incredible interracial love and sex between me and an amazing Thai woman named Chalermwan. That means Celebrated Beauty in English. The most unlikely of meetings turns into something rarely found - true connection! I hope you enjoy my tale. As always, if you do enjoy, please feel free to reach out, comment and connect....

The last I wrote in this series was spring of 2022, and a lot has happened to Natasha and me. Everything else I write has been fantasies of Natasha and me, but this series is what she and I have truly experienced.
Previously, for those who haven't read, I was in a relationship where I first met Drew, Natasha's husband, and was in a bisexual relationship with him until he told me his wife knew and supported it. Then the three of us got together until it became real with feelings, and I moved in with them ...

My wife's daughter recently graduated from college and moved back in with us until she could find a job and save the money to get her own place. I married Lisa when Dana was in grade school and to say that she had grown into a beautiful young woman would have been an understatement.
Dana has always been beautiful but now that she was in her early twenties she had also developed into a very sexy young woman and she didn't seem to mind showing off her sexy body even in front of her mother's husband....

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 live in a small town on the edge of a city near the pacific ocean. I moved there from England with my parents a few years ago, it was to do with Dad's job. It was okay, but to be honest, when you are blind, one pla...

This story is told from Katie's point of view. It is being adapted from an on going roleplay that we have been wring now for over 3 months. For the other side of this experience--told through Jacky's eyes--check out "Angel's Landing (Jacky's POV)" by Jackhawk. We're writing from opposite ends of the same story, so be sure to follow both to experience it all!...

**Enjoy the machinations of the Angels Landing crew as well as their star performers Katie and Julia... Jacky's favorite girls. This is a dual writer POV series... See "Angels Landing (Katie's POV)" by KatieEmily
I introduce new characters, giving them a voice by displaying their names in parenthesis, eg: (Julia), (Antonio). Many more characters will be introduced throughout this series......

She's been teasing him all night with little comments, mocking him and flirting, fluttering her lashes and pushing her tits at him. When they got to his place and she made another sarcastic comment, he rushed to her and pushed her against the kitchen wall.
She gasped out of surprise.
"One more word, and I've got to teach you some manners."...

I wasn't expecting to run into Roman, not that early, not before caffeine.
I had just stepped out of my apartment--hoodie too big, hair barely brushed, lips unmoisturized--when he opened his door at the same time. We both froze for a second, just long enough for me to feel a flush creep up my chest....

Bartender, Please!

Jennie, a dark-haired student who seemed friendly with the other females in the class, came in 15 minutes after Dr. Charles Burton's Friday lecture began. She had missed 7 classes out of the last 12, so at least this time she was somewhat present. He felt that the students had paid their university tuition, so if they were late, it was on them. Even though it was a cold February day, when Jennie took off her coat, and hung it over the chair back, she had only a spaghetti-strapped s...