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The wind blew hot and low across the Marches of Kraal, tugging at cloaks no longer worn by the dead.
Bodies sprawled in every direction--armored, torn, twisted. The stink of iron and open gut rose in waves from the blood-soaked earth. Crows circled. The sun, swollen and dirty-orange, sagged between the jagged stone spires that crowned the valley like broken teeth. Shadows fell long. The day was nearly done....

The air in the dance studio shimmered faintly with warmth, sunlight filtering through the high arched windows. It smelled faintly of polished wood, sweat, and lavender. Lilia had only stepped inside to find a quiet place to sketch between classes -- she hadn't expected to see her.
The ballerina.
She stood alone in the center of the room, spine arched, one leg lifted in a perfect arabesque. Her skin gleamed under the light, her leotard clinging like a second skin. Muscles moved with feline grace beneat...

Part one - Brianna - Monday
Brianna Rollins turned off the shower, stepping out and drying herself. She had taken extra care this morning, as she had something of great importance to do. She ran her hand down, feeling the smooth, well-shaven pubic region. It was for Lauren Gregory, she wanted her cunny to look pretty and well kept for her eyes....

A lot of my contemporaries seem content with settling down and being OLD. They let themselves go, they have health issues, they have grandchildren or even great grandchildren. They say they don't want to give it all up, but it looks to me like they're waiting for death to take them!
I took decent care of myself. I'm not a fat, sick old lady. I'm a skinny old lady who may not look exactly hot any more but I still feel young! I still swim and walk and I kept my late husband happy even when he was having so...

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It's just a movie, Celina reminded herself. She had stared at her closet for too long. Casual. No-pressure. Just wear what you usually wear, she told herself.
Kenny let out a sharp bark from his spot on the bed, as if to chastise her for her indecision. The little terrier mix stood up, sniffed her leg, and flopped back down with a huff....

Robin's Train Adventure
"Attention passengers, the Silver Meteor en route to Miami now boarding on track 4", the speaker announced.
Robin sprinted to the gate and boarded the train. "Nabbed two seats in the fourth car", she texted Angela, "will save you one!"
"Thanks!" Replied Angela. "I got on in the ninth car, I think? ????... Will make my way there! Don't let anyone get my seat. ????????‍♀️"...

Comparative Analysis of Electoral Systems.
Caitlyn read the title of the assignment for the fourth time, tapping her fingers on her desk. The essay was due in a few days, but it was unlikely for Caitlyn to leave things until the last minute. She typed a few words, then deleted them. The list of recommended reference books taunted her....

"Left. Left. Left. Left", Miriam repeated in her head as the gorgeous brunette ruthlessly passed on one man after the other, each looking more pathetic than the last. Clad in her skimpy workout gear, a revealing white sports bra and a small pair of black shorts, meant that the cold air of her apartment mingled wonderfully with the sweat on her toned, athletic body and made her incredibly horny. Her stiff nipples tented through her bra which struggled mightily to keep her impressive tits encased....

The Alcove and The Afterglow
Chapter 1
"Searching For Something"
Her
She's been awake for a while, lying still beneath the weight of unfamiliar blankets in a room that smells like lavender soap, vanilla candles and someone else's memories. The silence is too complete and it takes a moment for her to realise that this means it's still too early for the owners to have emerged from their private area of the B&B. Converted from an old farmhouse, it's small, with just two rooms for guests in the main...

This is the last part of a story which continues Chloe's timeline from "Riding With Dirty Girls," and "Chloe Rides Again." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but for background, you probably need to have read the other series' first.
This is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy. The culture around world-class women's cycling probably isn't a hotbed of lesbian lust, but wouldn't it be fun if it were?...

Britt's eyes fluttered open, and she drew a sharp, startled breath.
She stared up at the canopy of the four-poster bed, dotted with golden stars her mother had sewn on years ago, some of those, like her, now hanging by a thread. She was tangled in tangy wet sheets, alternately shivering and sweating. It was still dark and she wondered how long she'd been asleep....

Beyond the Palace
by Davina Lee
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Author's Note
In the last chapter, we found out you really don't want to get between a wolf mother and her girl pup. This holds particularly true when you're a knife-wielding thug from The Palace. The jaws of the wolf show no mercy.
And you probably don't want to mess with the shrine maidens either. Even disarmed, they're a vicious lot and are likely to send you home with a limp after a good kick to the kneecap....

The taxi pulled away, leaving Caitlin standing looking up at an elegant limestone building in Nice's Carré d'Or district. The heat had just started to go from the mid-afternoon sun as it started its descent towards the horizon, but as Caitlin took a deep breath it was the light and the smell, the scent of the warm sea air, that really captivated her. She smiled and took another deep breath... this was it....

When I lost my job last week I was sure that would be the end for me. I couldn't afford to miss rent again and started selling off my belongings. I didn't have any other options lined up. That's when Harry and Amanda extended a hand of kindness to me. I've always looked up to them. They were two beautiful people inside and out....

Author's Notes: This story has been posted to Literotica. Com with the full knowledge of the original author, JimBob44. No part or whole of this story may be reprinted in any other format or on any other web site without the express written consent of the original author.
Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age....

She was absolutely gorgeous. Painfully beautiful. And she was talking to me.
Touching my arm as she laughed. Whispering silly anecdotes in my ear.
I couldn't believe that this was happening.
When I reluctantly signed up for the dating app last week, I had no hope that I'd match with anyone. Especially not a woman like Amelia....

Ashley sighed, took a deep breath, and opened the door to her off-campus apartment. She'd moved in yesterday, a week before classes started for her junior year in college. The other three girls she was living with, all friends from her program, hadn't moved in yet. She just wanted some time to get her bearings first ahead of what was sure to be a big year in school. She walked through the living room and up the short flight of stairs to where everyone's room was. Hers was all the way down the hall on the le...

The following stories takes place directly after the end of Agreeing to be shared, part one.
Cassidy was just shared with a friend of ours named Tony, aka Horse. Cassidy lives with is (Daniel and Debbie), and we consider her our wife. Horse is primarily Debbie's side action lover; we have an open relationship now....

It had been over a week since Lyndsey secretly invaded the intimate moment shared between her neighbors, Devon and Kate. While she suspected Kate might have realized she was there, she hadn't run into either of them to get a read on how they acted towards her.
It was killing her.
Every night as she lay in bed, her mind wandered back to that night. As she imagined Kate's creamy breasts, wet pussy, and Devon's huge cock, she would bring herself to the most powerful orgasms she'd ever had at her own hand...

Pam has to drop Sam off first at her house by the reservation, but when she nears it, Sam says, "Stop."
Pam stops the Jeep in the middle of the road. "What?"
Sam turns towards Pam, puts her hand behind her head, and pulls her in for a kiss which turns into them making out. Sam slowly sucks on Pam's tongue and they stop with Sam smiling at her....

If boredom could kill, I'd be dead a thousand times already on this family trip. My father decided to take us (my mother, myself, and my brother) on a trip to see the Grand Canyon, then to Las Vegas. To be honest, I'm more excited for the latter. I guess the Grand Canyon would be something I'm into much later in life, but right now, I'd rather be on my phone. I know it's stereotypical, but I'm sorry, I just can't get into a big crater. I'm more into flash. I'm more into... different types of holes....

Author's Note: This vignette is a standalone spinoff from my main series, A Model Romance. If you're a fan, know that it takes place after Chapter 15 of that series, but no prior knowledge is necessary to enjoy this story.
Angela slid into the Uber, making room for her girlfriend Emily to follow her into the backseat. She was a little surprised when Emily didn't stop on the passenger side, instead sliding into the middle seat so she could lean her head on Angela's shoulder. Not that she minded, of course...

Thank you to Oldbroad76 for proofreading.
"So?!" Maddie all but shouted down the phone.
"So what?" Sara replied with a nervous laugh and giggle.
Maddie sat up in a huff.
"Don't be coy with me!" She said. "What happened on your date with Kerry?"
"It wasn't a date." Sara replied with another laugh....

IN THIS CHAPTER: Lilly, desperate not to return to her apartment, reaches out to Thomas and Michelle, an American couple she met the previous night. Over lunch, Lilly comes clean about the contract she's signed. Thomas and Michelle present Lilly with a gift. Lilly and Michelle share a stall in the restroom and Lilly's pussy is stuffed with a new toy....

Beyond the Palace
by Davina Lee
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Author's Note
The last chapter ended on a bit of a cliffhanger.
Matoaka had just freed the young woman from the ropes that held her tied to the tree. But even as Matoaka took to her feet and raised her staff to join the fight, the defensive circle of shrine maidens was being squeezed tighter by what seemed to be an endless stream of knife wielding men from The Palace....

Author's Note: This story has been posted to Literotica. Com with the full knowledge of the original author, JimBob44. No part or whole of this story may be reprinted in any other format or on any other web site without the express written consent of the original author.
Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age....

I've been a widow for 10 years and it has been nearly 15 years since I've had sex. I've never had sex with anyone else, either before or since my husband. I've had no interest in meeting and developing a relationship with another man. But I have to admit that for the last five years it has crossed my mind, a lot, to imagine what life would be with an intimate relationship with another woman....

The Perfect Labor Day Picnic
I know people will be skeptical, but my wife and I are a perfect match. She is a true nymphomaniac, a bisexual, a committed exhibitionist, and a genuine, unapologetic voyeur. I am also bisexual, and also an enthusiastic voyeur, and love showing it off as much as she does. Ours is a perfect relationship and a marriage conceived and created in nirvana. What people like us would call a model marriage and the perfect way to live....

If you have read any of my other stories, you will have guessed that I am a very messy person. This is my natural state--my default is dirty laundry left on the floor and old coffee cups by my bed. My room is messy, but I feel comfortable in it. That saying about your bedroom being a reflection of your head is probably very true, at least for me; both in the sense that I can be very chaotic and erratic, and also that I have quite a few dirty thoughts running about very often....

I've heard and read about others' experiences of meeting perfect women and feeling your brain melting and freezing at the same time. I never thought it'd hit me this hard but she was wearing this cute v-neck jumper - which she kept sliding her hands into the pockets on it - and I managed to not keep looking down at the bottom of the v-neck which revealed just a smidgen of cleavage....