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Marlisha Williams was all smiles as she knocked o...

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 apologis...

Author's Note: I open to any feedback and read every comment.
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Celina had tried not to think about it too much.
But Dani had dreamed about her. Her. And not in some vague, floating-symbols kind of way--Dani had said it plain, right to her face, with that guarded look she got when she was forcing...

Caitlyn wasn't cruel, but she knew what she wanted. No, that wasn't exactly true. But she knew what she didn't want. Reed Massimo was sweet and considerate, although a little exhausting to be around. He had been her boyfriend for six months, bringing her coffee daily and flowers occasionally. A perf...

Author's note: This is a complete story with a strong focus on emotional intimacy and slow-burn tension. A romance between a movie star and her assistant, it's playful, heartfelt, and laced with longing. If you're after something fast or steamy, you might want to look elsewhere. Heartfelt thanks to ...

Greetings Gentle Readers!
I'm bored.
Molly and Heather are having a spot of difficulty right now, and we don't know how that will turn out. We haven't gotten to the point in time yet where Jenny and Allie will take in a foster child. Jocelyn and Ben are off somewhere (probably snogging, or gasp! eve...

It had been one of those nights. Too many bars, too much cheap and wildly incompatible alcohol, and way too many conversations that made no sense. Emily had danced in a kitchen, spilled a drink on someone's coat, and spent at least half an hour talking to a guy named Tom who insisted that astrology ...

This is part 4/6 of "The Ballad of Flavia and Sarah".

Once more, many thanks to DawnDuckie for editing this story.

"Sarah? You need to keep time to the beat track."
"I know." Sarah pressed the headphones against her ears as she spoke into the mic. "But once I start singing, I can't hear it." Looki...

A MODEL AFFAIR
Part Two
by
FOXI
THE INVITATION
Dori watched Lena go to her next fashion shoot bag in hand. She could have gone but felt strange about it now after the last session. Watching her friend doing a lesbian session was a bit too much for her despite the fact she had several orgasms watchin...

"Last set," Erin said, her voice unyielding with the professionalism that Alethea had come to associate with these sessions. "Let's finish strong."
Alethea had been coming here twice a week for three months now, ever since her agent had insisted that she needed more muscle definition for the upcomin...

When Claire entered this time, something seemed off. Not chilly, but heavy in a way. The air felt thick, pressing against her skin like a breath held in. Rey was by the window. Motionless. Quiet. One arm wrapped around her waist while the other held a glass of water. No smile to welcome her. No kiss...

The Scent of a Rose Pt. 02 Decisions
Prologue:
This new Billyslate Love Story is Pt 02 of a Slowburn Lesbian Romance Tale. The storyline is somewhat different than many of my Literotica Stories, not having small children as a primary theme throughout the tale.
However, this part has several active c...

Ambrosia was aware. She knew that her sentience was a gift of scientific brilliance, from the second they first powered her up in the factory. Her countenance, a carefully curated vision of young adult Asian perfection. Long dark hair and beautiful almond eyes, rose red lips. Her body, a technologic...

This is slow-burn, multi-chapter lesbian D/s story with a 'psychological' focus. Later chapters will revolve around emotional manipulation and an increasingly toxic relationship. It's also a fantasy and should only be viewed a such. In real life, please practice only safe, sane and consensual BDSM.
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"We're going camping!" Sonya announced like it was the best thing ever. If you can't tell, my enthusiasm for camping is not the same as my blonde girlfriend. She grew up doing it; sleeping in tents on the ground and peeing outdoors and eating nasty camping food. I didn't. We had a ski boat and our i...

The first thing Natalie did was clear out the guest room closet. Not that it was overflowing--just a few suitcases, an old space heater, and a pile of boots she hadn't worn since before the divorce. But the act of folding, lifting, and tucking things away made it real. Her fingers paused on a soft k...

Kayla handed Dani the hose. "You missed a whole streak of bird shit on the back."
"Did I?" Dani squinted at the boot door. "Maybe you just don't understand art."
Kayla flicked a spongeful of soapy water at her. Dani yelped and ducked behind the open car door.
"Kayla!" she laughed, holding the hose a...

The sun had been up for some hours before either of the girls woke up. They more or less slid into consciousness at the same time. Alice blinked owlishly through a tangled net of auburn strands, then squirmed up from her nest in Carys' arms. "Happy Christmas, sexy beast!" she giggled and bent toward...

** This is my 100th story on Literotica. it's a major milestone, but I don't intend to stop here. Let's go for 200.**
This is the 3rd 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 isol...

Beyond the Palace
by Davina Lee
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Author's Note
In the previous chapter, Matoaka, though not quite ready in the eyes of her girlfriend Chihiro, was allowed to accompany the shrine maidens on a mission to rescue a young runaway from The Palace. Matoaka handled herself with aplomb and delivered the gi...

Author's Note: Thanks for reading! I read all comments and appreciate feedback.
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Jo stirred a simmering pot of pasta, the scent of garlic and crushed tomatoes filling up the house. T...

1. The Beginning
I ran my fingers down the smooth, tight skin of my abdomen.
"You are so fucking sexy," Jade bit her lower lip as she spoke.
She was sitting stoically in the black leather chair in my home office.
Luckily, my husband wouldn't be home for hours.
"You like looking at my body?" I giggle...

Hana Yoon sat nervously in the studio waiting room, tugging one or the other of her ponytails out of habit. Her hair dyed a darker shade of pink. Black capri's, white tanktop, patent leather shoes and knee socks, showing off her perfectly curated curves and allowing her to dance like a ballerina. Sh...

Savanah woke up from the sun rays hitting her eyes. She stretched out on the bed like a cat. She lay in bed for a few more minutes, enjoying the comfort and thoughts that she didn't have to run to work, didn't have to think about where to get money, and a bunch of other problems. Remembering yesterd...

Detective Inspector Marie Daykin is a member of the Public Protection Unit for Devon and Cornwall police. The unit is based at the Barnstaple police station in Devon. As a Detective Inspector, or DI Marie was a plain clothes officer and usually wore smart suits and blouses, rather than the standard ...

Minarin and I shared the same birthday, went to the same school, were in the same classes. We were best friends, but in an odd couple sort of way. Minarin had blossomed early in high school and I had not. Just a week or so after our eighteenth birthday, she was laying across my bed. We were studying...

*Shit, fuck, shit, fuck, shit, fuck,*
I nearly face planted as I sprinted across the room, damn near tripping over the piles of laundry that I had been neglecting in my rush to grab the mica powder from my other-other craft table.
I snatched up the little jar and leapt across the room with all the g...

Just as a side note, this is a spin-off of a side story in my Friends series. There is no need to read any of that. This story is fully independent. But if anyone wants to read a description of the opening phone call from Michelle's side, it happens in my story Lisa's Game.

Warning, this story does...

So...
I have/had a friend who lives in Greater London in the UK. While we are both from the Eastern US, we went in different directions (literally!) after college. We were a vanilla item in the past, with her out and me not. Neither of us had much in common at the time both in our personalities and ...

Beth Alric was a famous photographer, her works blessed the covers of magazines, and she had countless successful exhibits every year. As an aspiring model who was fairly new to the industry, i was surprised when my agent called me and let me know that Beth Aldric had requested an all day shoot with...