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WARNING: This is a watersports story. Explicit lesbian pee sex. If that's not your kink, better skip this one.
This story 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, and nothing more than a gratuitous vehicle for kinky lesbian sex. I make no excuses for it....

This standalone story is the second chapter in the story of a small-town band (Dreamland) that is comprised of three siblings-- Debbie, thirty; Mark, twenty-six; and Amber, twenty-five. They got a last-minute booking on a cruise ship, replacing K. D. Lang who had to cancel unexpectedly. Once aboard, they realized it was an LBGTQ cruise, a cruise that changes their lives. It contains content of reluctance and submission. If this is in any way offensive, please find another story. If you read on, please enjoy...

Only been a week since we moved into this boring house. Three floors. That's it. Just three. What was he thinking? A man like Douglas could've easily gotten us something bigger, something with presence. But no -- he's always cutting corners now that we're "planning for the future." Pathetic.
I can't live like this. It's too quiet, too narrow, too... plain. A woman like me needs space. I told him this place wasn't enough. I said it directly, and do you know what he did? He nodded, like a guilty schoolboy,...

Read everything I've ever written before reading this one. To the few of you who already have... enjoy.
She never smoked, but she always lit one before a betrayal. It helped her think--gave her hands something to do besides tighten. The cherry flared in the window's reflection, too bright against the glass, like a wound pretending it wasn't....

Mel took a look at herself in the mirror, tracing the outline of her naked figure, all five-foot-two-inches of it, from the top of her head, down past her lightly freckled shoulders, to her perky, round breasts, down to where her stomach pinched in before widening out again at the waist, to her hips, and her legs (thicker than you'd think for someone her size), all the way to where her thin ankles were, and, finally, her delicate feet. She smiled. Finally, she thought, all that work in the gym was starting ...

The television throws out static optimism--interest rates steady, a good time to buy--as if the fabric of life could be stitched tighter with bricks and deeds. I slump, half folded in my chair, a comfortless tangle of limbs. The room holds me like a used glove. Outside, the evening limps along: the sky sagging, grey as the sponge in the sink, and a fine wetness clings to everything. The maple buds shimmer under the streetlight, little blisters waiting to burst. Across the road, windows glow amber--lives coo...

Susan and Charlene have had their first encounter but Susan is unsure and is also still questioning her sexuality. However, she hasn't been put off by apparent failure to launch. Part Three bounces between Australia 2001 and London 2024. Author's note: Arvo is short for afternoon, a doona is a duvet....

Chapter 2. A gentle submission

Amberly felt her entire body freeze, her awareness of the situation increasing.
Oh god, how long has Katie been watching me?
She felt Katie's gaze shift to the droplets of sweat on her forehead, the hair stuck to her face suddenly an annoyance.
Worst of all, she was still panting, her hand clamped shut between her thighs in the vain hope Katie wouldn't see her bulge. But Katie could tell. The ever-growing smile on Katie's face gave that away....

Klara stirred in the soft hush of a Sunday morning, just as sunlight began to press gently against the edge of her curtains. A breeze slipped in through the open window beside her, cool and teasing, brushing her cheek like a whispered secret. Her auburn hair shimmered in the warm light, flickering with the rise and fall of the curtain's dance....

Ch 1. Caught red handed

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This is my first story so feedback is appreciated! Chapters are being added as I write them :)
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Amberly panted as she ran her right hand down the inside of her thighs gently.
Ah!- She moaned, quickly placing her left hand over her mouth. She didn't want her girlfriend waking up, or more specifically, seeing her in this state. Luckily, Katie was a deep sleeper and wouldn't likely wake up anytime soon. It was 5 AM after all....

Thank you Terry and snow for all your help in editing and improving this chapter. I couldn't have done it without you.
Like almost all of my series, this one will only be understood if you have read the chapters before it. Thank you to my readers for going along this journey with me. I'm sorry it's taking as long as it is....

I woke up again to the same dream. I seemed to be having a similar one regularly. I was sweaty and extremely aroused by it. I slowly got up, not wanting to wake my husband. I went to our bathroom down the hall for some privacy.
My name is Sarah, I have been married for 7 Years to a wonderful man named Noah. I always thought our sex life was great, and after a drunken night out, I woke up discovering that I had done sexual things with my husband, that I have never done before. I could not remember them, b...

Kate and Jenna kissed. "Kate we'll figure this out."
"We'd better and soon." "Your biological clock is ticking too Jenna."
"After two solid years of looking and no good matches!", Kate exclaimed, "God I want a baby growing in me so bad Jenna!"
Kate is tall and athletic. With blue eyes and black hair. She is 6'5"...

I'm working from home this morning in my study. I have an online meeting in an hour, but I'm all caught up on my work for now. Some decisions are to be made at the meeting and then I can continue working on our latest proposal.
I didn't masturbate in bed this morning as I usually do because I had an early call to take. So I decide to take the time now. I stand and take off my skirt and panties. As I know what I'm about to do, I get a towel from the desk drawer, spread it over the sofa and sit on it. I le...

Sometimes you can't make up your mind. I had good sex with Debra, and I had great sex with Julia. Debra is simply marvelous to look at, and Julia gives world-class head. They both are fun to be around, pleasant, good natured, and both have a great sense of humor.
I see Debra at work, and I am at Julia's house most nights. I never hid the fact that I see them both, but it never comes up. I wasn't sneaking around, but I wasn't talking about one when I was with the other, either....

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Part Two: Christmas
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Chapter 7: Day Three, 24 December.
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Preparation for Christmas festivities kick into full swing from this morning. The dungeon is now officially closed for four days. However, as is often the case, an exception has been made for Madame Faye, and by extension, me. I'm not complaining, since I came here to experience the restraints and punishme...

A month slides by, slow and invisible, like dust settling on places you don't look. It's February, or near enough that the light has no conviction. I come home when the sky outside is the colour of old water. My scrubs wear the day's story in creases and stains: a patch of dried vomit near the thigh, a rust shadow on the sleeve that might be blood or soup. I don't bother changing until the smell insists....

I didn't know what I had expected -- but it definitely wasn't this.
Olivia came to get me around midnight. She didn't say a word as we walked through the quiet hallways. Just a faint nod when we reached the basement stairs. Olivia was the kind of woman who always knew more than she let on. In the sorority, she was the one who organized everything -- schedules, rituals, boundaries. She didn't talk much. She didn't need to. She knew where your edge was. And how to move it....

Chalk dust turns to a kind of film on my fingertips. The powder collects in the creases, a pale, soft grit that I catch myself rubbing into my thumbpad as I speak. Friday, last bell drawing close, the heat inside the classroom flattening the light. I watch them--their faces, some greased with boredom, others tilted down as if their pens are pulling them under. Donne's flea, the little bastard, leaps again across the centuries, trying to pass for something more than it is. I lean on that. Let it be too on th...

Dressed to Obey
The cutting board was damp with tomato pulp. Linda's fingers worked quietly, slicing cherry tomatoes in half with practiced efficiency, the tip of her paring knife tapping lightly against the wood with every cut. Her wedding ring slid a little on her damp finger as she wiped her hands on a crumpled tea towel....

There was always an eerie silence that came in the moment just before a stone fell. The rest of the time the landscape was filled with noise, the grunting and puffing of men hard at work shifting earth or pulling on ropes. The scrape and crunch of the soil being dug out from around the base of each standing stone. And the cracking grinding noise of rock on wood as each fallen stone was laden onto its ready sledge. But for just a short moment as each stone went from vertical to horizontal, everyone stood sti...

"Have you heard of the club Obedience?"
Cynthia smiled at Lailah, the soft light from the surrounding bar making her deep brown skin glisten in the semi-darkness.
"Eh.. no," Lailah replied. "What is it?"
"A dream came true. It is a place where white women go to be sexually dominated by black folks, men as well as women."...

Cruise Adventure
After finishing art school I had been looking for work as a dancer and singer. I have managed to get some short term work at the various theatres in Toronto, but nothing to regularly pay the ridiculous rents in the GTA. On a lark I applied for a cruise ship job, to my surprise I got a video interview and was hired to come down to New York to train for a month....

Summary:
Elizabeth, a 48-year-old married woman with a curvy, soft mom-body and a quiet hunger she's long buried, attends an international education convention in Boston -- alone. What begins as a professional retreat becomes a personal unraveling when she catches the attention of Taylor, a tall, stunning 22-year-old intern with dominant energy and a taste for older women....

Three friends--Lina, Bella, and Edie--set out on a hiking trip. The girls had been preparing for this event for a long time. As college students who couldn't work full-time yet, they saved money for the trip by working part-time jobs as waitresses at a local café, handing out flyers around campus, or walking other people's dogs....

Tessa's Total Submission
A La Chatte Heureuse (The Happy Pussy) story.
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Foreword
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Foreword: La Chatte Heureuse is an exclusive lesbian club located in an old mansion on a remote island in the middle of a lake. The complex consists of a recently refurbished mansion and a collection of one and two storey annexes. Members and staff of the club belong to one of three castes -- Mistresses, Ladies and Slaves...

I hope you enjoy this next part of the series... I'll be loading more of my stories here each week. - Mona
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Since the first day I fucked my boyfriend's dad, I knew it was going to get me into trouble. But like a drunk tight rope walker, I just wasn't sure when the ride was going to come to an abrupt screeching halt....

Authors Note: Thanks for all the feedback. I read and appreciate every comment.
The road curled like a ribbon through the trees, sunlight blinking through the tightly packed trees on either side. They were close now. Dani had her legs tucked up on the seat, barefoot. Her ash blonde hair was tied in a lazy bun, and the car smelled faintly of the sunscreen Kayla had rubbed her own and then Dani's shoulders before they left....

This is another entry of mine for the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025.
All characters are 18 or older. Enjoy!
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Hi there! I'm Rachel, a 23-year-old dental assistant. I've been fascinated by teeth since I lost my first tooth as a child. My current job may be what some call a "dirty job", but it's only a step toward my dream of becoming a dentist!...

A Melody of Surrender
This is a story about how intimacy takes different forms for different people, and how things we may not personally understand can have deep intimate meaning for others. It's a long, slow-burn romance about two women and their developing bond of love.
It explores intimacy through power exchange, dominance and submission, and there is a loving, growing D/s relationship at the heart of the story. If that's not your cup of tea you might want to skip this one and move to one of my ot...