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Ray had been standing in front of a mirror for maybe 5 minutes now. Or a half hour, but who was counting? He had gone to the opulent bathroom with the intent of smoothing out his hair. Now his tie was in the trash, his shirt was untucked, and his head was dripping wet. He went back to the bar, drank scotch until he couldn't taste it anymore, bought the biggest bottle of the darkest wine they would sell him, and shambled towards his room with shame and regret weighing him down like prison chains. He didn't r...

Break In: Chapter 01
This is fiction. All characters portrayed are over 18 years. Alert: Non-Consensual Sex may be inferred from parts of the story. Summertime is often when those devious mysteries play in summer playhouses. You know the type. Act One is normal and involves a break-in, or some other criminal act. Act Two takes the action along--but in several different parallel paths--and the audience has to vote on Act Two. Then the actors improvise Act III (which will be Chapter 02). Let's see how we d...

Chapter Four
"... get up," the words died in Derek's mouth. After a stunned pause, he muttered "Shit" and quickly turned, closing the door.
I was mortified - but I couldn't stop cumming. I pushed my head back into the pillow as the orgasm hit hard. As the last blast subsided, I cleaned up with the now-not-quite-so-crusty shirt and quickly pulled on some sweats and my last clean shirt....

When something goes well, its human nature to want to return to where it went well, and to feel that same feeling. As my previous experience was told, i had an unexpected and pleasurable sexual experience at a riverbank during a fishing trip. My wife has no idea to this day what happened.
I tried to remain heterosexual. My wife and I have a great sex life, but the appeal and feeling of a new and exciting same sex exploration is unmatched. Since I had a sexual experience at the riverbank, I wanted it agai...

Author's Note:
In 2007, I accidentally looked up Literotica on my iPhone while I was at work. I didn't have a VPN at the time (I wasn't terribly internet savvy), and I freaked out -- thinking that it would be flagged and not only would I get fired, but I'd be outed as well. I immediately contacted Literotica, and requested that my account be deleted, knowing all my stories would be nuked as well....

My wife settled into a deep sleep, her snoring filling the room. I waited a few more minutes, until I was sure she was well and out for the night. For what i was planning on doing, i wanted her asleep, though part of me thrilled at the chance she might wake up. I reached down to where I had hidden the dildo before she came to bed. I carefully rolled onto my side and eased my sleep pants down over until my ass was exposed. Grinning, i pushed the business end of the dildo against my asshole, and sighed louder...

The bus ride back to Canberra was sad but uneventful. As he usually did lately, Oscar purchased two seats so he wouldn't have to sit next to anyone. As soon as the coach was out on the motorway, he fell into a light sleep. He woke up again about halfway home. He plugged his headphones in and listened to a podcast, though he found it difficult to stay focused....

"Hey Sailor. Been a good minute since you've been over here, or us over there. We've got just one question," Jon texted.
"Are we still eligible to make you cum?"
I'd been home three weeks from the last underway prior to deployment when I got that message. I was on leave, partaking in a 16-day break of which it was day four, when Jon sent me the message at 9 p. m....

Chapter Thirty-Two -- Have You Ever Been in Love Before?
Otis observed the large clock on the wall for the umpteenth time. While he had agreed to go live with Hudson starting the day of his boyfriend's release from the hospital, he still needed to go to work every day and sleep in the same small apartment he had been renting. Hudson had protested, insisting that Otis should take over his household even if he wasn't there yet, but nothing had moved him from his decision....

Night 1
Hey Bob (me) my older cousin Dean said to me. Do you want to come over this Saturday? I said sure, we can catch up on things and hang out.
After my college classes were over I went over to meet Dean at his house. He lives with his mom in the city. I live in a rural area except when I am at university....

Eager to prove himself, Kyle has always wanted to go on a risky undercover mission. Finally, the police department has found the perfect job for him. The straight jock will have to play the role of a male stripper to infiltrate a drug cartel. Little does he know that this is only the beginning of his (hot) journey....

Hello! Welcome! I am a little late posting this week due to travel delays. However! Here's this week's story, hope you enjoy it! All characters are mine and over 18 years old.
Skyler had finished his sophomore year at college and arrived home when he decided he was going to drop out. He was 21, had wasted two years at an undergraduate university he discovered he hated and felt utterly directionless....

[ AUTHOR'S NOTE ]
In a shocking turn of events, balancing school, work, and a social life is not easy. The good news is I had some time to remember I was working on this story. The bad news is I can't promise consecutive updates as I had previously, but if you'll bear with me, I promise to upload as soon as I can....

It was the middle of the afternoon, most adults would be working or doing something useful with their lives.. But what was I doing?
Rotting away in bed while scrolling away on Tiktok. This was pitiful. This was pitiful and I was pitiful for doing it. C'mon Stewart. You did not go to college to spend your days like this....

The afternoon matinees rolled into the first evening shows as crowded waves of people shifted through the building, filling the air with a buzz of anticipation in the lineup to hand over their tickets, or a mix of emotions in the line to the exit. The people leaving Wall-E looked much happier than the ones leaving Indiana Jones, but the crowd became noticeably sour when The Happening ended....

After high demand (Like 4 comments ; P) on the first work that I thought would be a one off, I'm planning to continue more with this fun gym story. Again, this is a work of erotic fiction, and should NEVER be used as advice or inspiration for real world activities. Do not ogle other people in the gym, that's not cool, and don't include random people in your kinks. That's not cool either. All that said, all character's involved are 21+ and fictional, hope you enjoy!...

Author's Note:
In 2007, I accidentally looked up Literotica on my iPhone while I was at work. I didn't have a VPN at the time (I wasn't terribly internet savvy), and I freaked out -- thinking that it would be flagged and not only would I get fired, but I'd be outed as well. I immediately contacted Literotica, and requested that my account be deleted, knowing all my stories would be nuked as well....

Fifty-three-year-old Fred, home from work, showered, shaved, and started a meatloaf for supper.
He stood sixty-nine inches tall and tipped the bathroom scale to one hundred sixty pounds. He is the proud owner of hairy armpits and chest. Fred got divorced thirty years ago when his son, Leo. was two years old. After his divorce he worked his ass off, saved his money, made a killing in the market, and bought the company he worked for. He only works two or three days a week having an excellent management tea...

They made love until 2 or 3 in the morning. They fell asleep in each other's arms, both men fully sated and closer than ever. At around 8:30 a. m., there was a knock on the door. They tried to ignore it, but it happened again. AJ crawled out of bed and opened the door. Their siblings were all standing in the hall. AJ turned around, crawled back into bed with Scott, and cuddled him from behind....

Sometimes friends need favors, too, and this friend, Nate, was also a fan as he read, and even suggested edits to some of my stories.
Nate, at 65, was a married white guy in San Diego, a friend whom I never met in person, just via Silver Daddies one Saturday morning when I was working in his vicinity....

I'm Josh and this the story of my second year at college. I was 20 when this happened. Adam and I were roommates in the dorm the first year, and managed to spend our summer together in "The Hayloft Summer".
We learned a lot about ourselves and our bodies that summer.
Now back at school, we had an apartment off campus. This would be a year of learning new things, new and diverse experiences, and Adam's and my journey of sexual awakenings....

"Hey buddy. Whatcha up to this morning," Davey texted.
"Just dropped off my kid this morning, about to grab breakfast, and head home," I replied.
It was Sunday morning at 7 a. m. when Davey messaged that he was "just checking on you." I was still half asleep after dropping off my son, but liked the thought of coach being at my place for a little fun....

1: The Question
I was just an eighteen-year-old kid waiting to meet the new Governor. Not a real meeting, more like a Q&A session for us high schoolers, and I guess a PR thing to kick off the start of his term. It's not cool to admit it, but I was kind of stoked. My first vote ever was for him--Marc Recchi. His campaign had felt like a breath of fresh air, a promise of something different....

Note: Big Boning In Williamsburg (Virginia), not Big, Beautiful Woman. Sorry guys, I hope you enjoy the story, and I encourage feedback (there's no such thing as good or bad... its all good)!
I booked a room in Williamsburg for the weekend for one reason, and one reason only: to either fuck, or get fucked....

I was playing golf alone on my favorite golf course. It was a slow day with very few players on the course. I was riding along in my golf cart when a sudden rain shower began pouring down. I immediately headed for the concrete pipe shelter to get out of the rain. As I pulled in the shelter, I realized another cart was already in there....

Bound in such a uncomfortable position, with my wrists tied above my head to the bed and only a thin rag for a blanket, sleep was fitful at best. I tried to turn and find a more comfortable position but knots of wood and splinters from the floorboards kept jabbing into me. Worse, the summer night was chill: a hint of the autumn that would be upon us soon....

Thanks to JOP for the ideas.
The story does not contain sexual involvement of a person under 18.
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Sally and I got married 22 years ago. She was my sweetheart for more than a year before our wedding. She possessed everything a man can ask for in a woman: Pretty face, gorgeous body, gentle demeanor, uncanny wisdom, fun to be with, and most importantly, great chemistry with m...

So... if you didn't already know, my husband has been dipping his toes into what we lovingly call his bi side.
It started as one of those filthy fantasies I'd whisper to him in bed--half-joke, half-dare--but somewhere along the way, it became something real. Something hot. And to be completely honest? I had no idea how much it would turn me on....

That night, after staring at the TV next to my wife for an hour, I realized I couldn't focus. I made an excuse, something about some work I needed to finish, and went upstairs to my home office and closed the door.
I sat at my desk and searched for glory holes.
A whole new world opened up in front of me. It turns out, I wasn't the only curious man who'd had the balls to push it through and get sucked by another man. The internet was full of visual examples of many, many more....

The multi-family light-brown house on the straight road came into view several meters ahead. Within minutes I would be entering the first floor apartment, my dwelling for the past eight months.
At a popular hangout for men I had taken a swim in the pool. After my long swim (30 laps) I sat on a white towel provided by the club while the 150 degree air inside a 10' by 10' enclosure opened my pores causing me to perspire....