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The bell above the door chimes.
Emerald Margaret Jones doesn't look up right away. Her hands are busy--refilling creamers, brushing crumbs off a menu so old it could probably vote. She hears the shoes first: not heels, but not sneakers either. Expensive soles. Confident. Just the right kind of click for someone who's never walked this block before....

After passing Las Vegas, the two lane road dipped deeper into a valley between nothing but rust colored mountain ranges and spiny vegetation. Though it was late October, the temperature still hovered around eighty degrees during the day. My highboy truck was nearly fifty years old and still ran good as new, but I somehow feared she'd crap out on me while I was all alone in the Mojave desert. Even still, the stunning views were enough to ease my worries while I fell into white line fever....

This is part 2 of a series which continues Chloe's timeline from "Riding With Dirty Girls," "Chloe Rides Again," and "Chloe's Return." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but for background, you ideally 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 i...

This story continues from the end of the last one, The Professor's New Pet, which is the first story in my series based on the journey of Professor Neha.
Spending the weekend with Alex was just what Neha needed. The two of them, alone in that cozy cabin, sequestered away from the world. Alex was brilliant company. And not just the sex, but overall, as a living companion. He served Neha in any way he could. Whether it was to draw up a cozy, luxurious bath for her, or to help her out with the cooking, or t...

A lesson In love
I'm not sure how to start this. I could call it "mind fuck." However, to make the story I'm about to tell you make sense, I have to go back to last year and tell you how it all started. And let's call it "Boyfriend manipulation.
I was approaching panic mode as our third anniversary was fast approaching, and things had seemed, well, not totally blah in the bedroom, but maybe a tiny bit for a little while now....

September and Samirah are truthful about their feelings for other they confess those feelings to Sapphire and Andre but what comes next is anyone's guess
September sat in her car tapping her hand on her steering wheel. She was sitting outside of her moms house, and was a ball of anxiety and trepidation. She and Samirah were honest and open about their feelings with Sapphire and Andre. However she didn't know how to act being in Samirah's presence in front her mom and Samirah's father Desmond....

Author's Note:
This is the fifth and final part. Thank you so much to everybody who has gone on this enormous, 137,000-word journey with me, and I really hope you enjoy the conclusion!
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Brittany
"There's so many people here," Ivy observed, her offhand tone betrayed by a nervously tapping foot....

The Scent of a Rose Pt. 03 Sequel-Emma & Madeline
Prologue:
This new Billyslate Love Story is a 2-Part & 2-Sequel Slowburn Lesbian Romance Tale. The storyline for Pt 01 is somewhat different than many of my Literotica Stories, not having small children as a primary theme throughout the tale.
However, Pt. 02-Decisions and Pt. 03 & 03.1-Sequels have several active children as key figures....

It had been five days since Charlotte left, and she hadn't texted me as she said she would.
I didn't text her either. The pain was still too fresh, and thinking about it each time sent me on a spiral.
To distract myself, I picked up more hours at the theater whenever I could. Noah had started school again, and I put the rest of my focus on him. It was a busy first week of school, and orientation was such a chaotic day that I didn't have time to think about Charlotte at all....

Author's Note - Revised Edition
I started writing the next two chapters for this series and after revisiting this one to refresh my memory of some details, I was mortified by what I read. I don't know how I seemingly missed editing it and cleaning it up.
This is a newly edited and slightly expanded version of a story I originally posted about six weeks ago. If you've already read the previous version, I don't expect you to read it again so soon, but if you do, you'll recognize most of it. The bulk of ...

This story is based on real life experience and my own personal experience, this follows on from *My first time with Vikki*
Part Two ...
It was the summer holidays away from college. Vikki had gone to stay at her Dad's place, it was an hour and a half away from where I lived. I was missing her like crazy, but we were texting and calling each other as much as we could....

Is there something wrong with me?
A visit with my therapist
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Author's Notes: This is my story and may not be used, sampled, or copied without my expressed written permission. Everybody fucking here is at least eighteen. Shout out to Challenger69 for editing and suggestions, he made it better....

Shang Dynasty China. Modern day Xiaotun, Huang Province, China: 1170 BC
The trackway which led from the village to the crossroads had become a thick slurry of mud in the spring rains, churned up by the passage of numerous carts, cattle and people. Bǐng kept to the greenery which still grew thick by the verges and provided her with a stable footing, preventing her from losing her footing and footwear in the mud. But the long stems of wet grass reached up and soon the hem of her skirt was soaked through wi...

I did it for my family, Part One
A Series
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Author's Notes: This is a story about being poor and doing whatever it takes for a mother to save her family.
My name is Tiffy Hardwick. My story starts in 2019. My nickname, Tiffy, is short for Tiffany in English, but Theophany which is Greek. My papa and his parents immigrated after World War II from Thessaloniki, Greece. During World War II, my grandmother and great aunts collaborated with the Nazis, that is t...

September and Samirah succumb to their desires but now they may have to deal with the aftermath.
Sapphire looked at her sister, and she could see the nervousness in her face. She knew that her sister had caught feelings for Samirah and that it had happened quickly. She wished she knew the right words to say to put her at ease, but the words would not come this morning. This morning, she needed to be honest with her sister, and she needed her sister to be honest with her. She needed to talk to both of the...

Author's Note
This is my third entry into the Spillane challenge. My other stories are The Maltese Pussy Cat and Racing Dames. Both feature the character of Samantha "Sam" Spade. They're connected through the characters and chronology, but reading them in order (or at all) is not critical to understanding this tale....

This story was originally written for the The 2025 "Hammered: an Ode to Mickey Spillane" Author Challenge. It is supposed to be written in the style of Mickey Spillane, but I'm not sure how close my story comes to that style. I think my general positive outlook kept it from being as dark and violent as it "should" have been....

Author's Note: My previous series "The Motivated Employee" got away from motivating an employee. It transformed into a slow-burn romance. I felt I needed a new series title to continue. And also introduce a character POV that hasn't been heard yet: Kayla. "The Wild Things" is a continuation of that. Thankyou for all comments. I read and appreciate all of them....

The story does not contain sexual activity involving a person under 18.
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It was exactly what I hoped for: Steven Mehlman, the most appreciated lawyer in town accepted my application to be his secretary. When I came for my interview, I tried my best to impress him with my fast typing, computer skills, and bringing 2 outstanding recommendation letters from m...

Still Life
Michelle had always known how to hold herself -- shoulders back, gaze steady, charm measured and never accidental. Even now, at seventy-six, with silvery hair and hands that trembled slightly when reaching for the teacups on the high shelf, there was an elegance to her. One that didn't fade with age, but deepened -- like old wine, or the burnished skin in the black-and-white portraits that lined her living room wall....

Part One: Plastic Heaven
The scenes that gathered around me were nearly ethereal, otherworldly. I sat on the beach, watching and listening to the ocean's roar. It was almost hypnotic the way it swooshed in and out, receding shyly. Except for this, it was oddly quiet - like an unnamed paradise that I had somehow found myself in. The sun was setting, dipping below the surface of the horizon, mingling with the ripples of the water, laughing at its mangled reflection. The day had strangely slipped from my gr...

It was 9:00AM on Saturday morning. It had been two weeks since Colette saw Rianne. Two weeks since that unexpected experience with a good friend. Two weeks since an innocent meet-up for relationship advice turned into lustful sex between two women. And she couldn't stop thinking about it.
She's masturbated multiple times thinking about it. Her mind also wandered more than once to what other kinky things she might want to do with Rianne knowing the "friends with benefits" barrier had been broken. Or for t...

September and Samirah have spent their first night together and now they must figure out what it means
Tember woke up to the smell of bacon cooking and soft music playing. "I can't believe I did that last night. What was I thinking? I've never been with a woman," Tember thought to herself. But even as she thought it, she couldn't deny what had to have been the most exquisite night she had ever spent with anyone. Samirah had been the best lover she had ever had. She handled her body like her body was made...

September and Samirah shared their first kiss and enjoyed a wonderful first date. What comes next is a mystery to them both.
The drive home for Samirah was surreal; she couldn't believe the night she had just experienced.
September was all she could think about. She wondered and hoped she hadn't been too forward with kissing her. It just felt right. When September kissed her back, she just melted. She couldn't wait to see her again....

***Part 19 in an anthology of women performing oral sex.
***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
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Kristie was texting her client on her work phone as she was walking fast down the hall to get back to her cubicle, which wasn't easy in the heels she was wearing. She was coming back from accounting after a client discovered a payment issue and was very upset about it. She had to get down to the accounting depa...

XIV
Back on the tour, Paula was on her own again for an event in Guadalajara, Mexico. She had travelled there the previous year with her mother, who had fallen sick (she said it was something she ate, but Paula thought it was because she hadn't been careful to use only bottled water, especially when she brushed her teeth). This year, then, Jennifer was giving it a miss....

This is the third part of "Temper Falls," a slow-burn series leading up to the sexual exploration of two consenting adults.
September attended her monthly family dinner. Her siblings informed her that their mom had a new man in her life. September met her mother's new partner, Desmond, and his daughter, Samirah. There was something about Samirah that intrigued September, but she couldn't understand what it was....

"You haven't been very nice today." I wasn't accusing, just making a statement. I stood over the bed, looking plaintively at the woman I loved with my whole heart. Today had been a rough day and she had been cross at every turn. We had argued over little things more than once, with her leaving in a huff before resolving the disagreements. Finally, when we got home, she had gone straight into the bedroom without so much as a word to me....

Charlotte landed softly on my bed, and her hair spilled out across the sheets. Completely naked and drenched, she reached down to rub herself as her eyes found mine, and I watched her quietly as I undressed.
"Jess," she murmured, her fingers working faster, and she slid two digits inside of herself....

"And the next chapter of our lives starts today. Together. Thank you for listening to this production of Through the Fire by..."
Destiny stood and removed a gardening glove. She tapped the side of her earbud, and checked her watch. She had perfectly timed the end of the book with finishing putting down the new mulch for the flower beds in the backyard. With this beautiful Sunday afternoon and no kids for the night, it was time to take advantage of the opportunity she had for some much-needed romance with...