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To my surprise, it was rather comforting to be amongst a group of sissies that night. We were all missing the company of our mistresses, and knew what was happening at their party. However, we managed to distract ourselves with gossip, preparations, and playing with our makeup and outfits.
I was surprised by the instances that we did discuss what our mistresses were doing now. They all appeared to have a casual acceptance of our mistresses' activities....

CHAPTER 3: DOCUMENTATION
The next morning required several moments to fully take in. I was in bed alone. It wasn't early. The bedside clock read, 9:53 AM. The reality flooded back with memories of what I had brought home with me from the interview and what the boys had done for me. I had not gone to bed alone, far from it, in fact. After laying out to the boys exactly what that interview had been and what the job would really be, the boys were amazingly supportive. They had learned that their mom wanted ...

Jason, Sheena, and Phalmina arrived at one of the bookstores on Valerie's list. It was still early in the day, barely past eight o'clock, but the store was open. It didn't look like there were any customers around at the moment, and that suited the Gaians just fine. Once the car was off and they stepped towards the shop, Sheena let out a gasp of surprise....

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....

This story is part of my "Obsidian's Hoard of Lovers" series, but they are all stand alone, so you don't have to read the others to enjoy this one.
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Peach is a catfolk spy that uses her wiles and her job as a famous belly dancer to get close to her targets. But when she targets the dragon Obsidian, she finds his aura too powerful to resist....

Hardcastle's Farm
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All characters are over 18, fictional, and none of it ever happened. Think of it as a grimm fairytale.
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Hardcastle turns from the clergy to farming and husbandry.
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Hardcastle acquired the land from Jeffries....

Sunday
Harry had been given his instructions just 15 minutes before. They were extremely clear and concise. He was to give his wife some time alone to get ready and then knock on the bedroom door.
He was punctual. He knocked and waited but it didn't take long for the door to be slowly opened. The bedroom looked very cosy with a small string of fairy lights glowing on their dressing table....

Life's Challenges Lead to Great Changes
Part III: Another of Life's Sharp Turns, Discoveries and Questions
Best if Pt 1-2 read first. TJ and Valentina see their biggest changes to their marriage.
Unexpected Revelations
As February began, my work remained super hectic. I mean a lot of that was from my junior leader development program. It was nearly over, I'd be done in March, and hopefully get promoted to day shift and work as operations manager for whole plant by the summer. My pay raise if pro...

All you will read here is true. Only our names have changed to hide our identity.
Thursday
We woke early that morning. Although we lay in bed holding and kissing each other, there was no sex! I had a squash later that morning and I did want to leave my energy on the bed. "So because you have a squash game, I have to go without sex! Is that correct?" Sharon asked....

My cheek pressed against the rug. Cool. Smelling faintly of sandalwood and sex. My pulse hammered in my throat like it wanted to break free, crawl to her, worship her in its own rhythm.
Betty didn't speak for a moment. She didn't need to. Silence was her scalpel, carving the air into obedience.
I felt James shift behind me. Felt Rita's breath stall. The room had tilted--the centre of gravity dragging hard toward the woman in white....

You meet a shy Mormon girl at the airport. She’s on her way home early from her mission, dejected and looking for a way to pass the time until her flight. You take it upon yourself to teach her a thing or two about the real world.


Mormon Missionary Girl Airport Sex by joanofahhh


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Blushing furiously as I felt the whispering touch of the marker pen on my bare ass cheeks, I wondered what was being written, and by whom. Of course the crowd of onlookers couldn't tell I was blushing, because my head was enclosed in a sort of metal head mask. It was locked tightly on my head with at least two locks, since earlier I'd heard the locks snap closed. The mask had only 2 small slits for my eyes, which severely limited my vision. Every once in a while, I'd catch a glimpse of a male or female face...

I wish to thank Soapin Girl, Dan C and Jalibar62 for their editorial support. In fairness to them, after their input there were still areas where I was unhappy with the story and I have dicked around with it a fair bit. All mistakes, therefore are mine and not a reflection on their good work.
This is a UK based story with a number of UK idioms, so please be understanding if you're not sure what a word or a phrase means here or there....

My American born Filipino girlfriend Lisa and I had a very rich, wild fantasy life which added so much to our bedroom fun. I was 24 and she was 28/29 And we discovered that she had a very strong bisexual side and fantasized often about her getting together with a girl.
One night we went out to a club in West Hollywood And this hot blonde girl made serious eye contact, but unfortunately That girl was with her friend/girlfriend so a pick-up never took place. But Lisa was so turned on by the event that sex ...

Translated from my original German short story "Wiedersehen auf dem Stadtfest". This is a brief, dreamlike narrative about unexpected encounters and fleeting connection. If that's not your world, feel free to pass by.
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It's a warm summer afternoon. You're walking through the cobbled streets of the old town, surrounded by the joyful chaos of the annual city festival. Music drifts through the air, people laugh, and the space between food stalls and glowing lights is packed with moving bodies. You ...

How I Met Marianne
And her irresistible smile
I met my wife Marianne ten years ago through a friend. He was a door man at a pub I frequented. She was a platonic friend he'd known since grade school. He knew that I was in a motorcycle club, and that she loved Harley Davidsons.
She was an attractive strawberry blond with a nice build and a very pretty face. There was something special about the way she smiled....

There is a couple, Darrel and AJ. They work at a ranch just above the Texas panhandle in Oklahoma. Been there for years. Rodeo cowboys. Well-liked. Handsome. Made for each other, I think.
And after various rumors, they said, yeah, they're getting hitched as in the legal marriage thing. But there's going to be a party, and it's not going to be in Oklahoma. Denver would be the site. AJ's huge Italian family live there. Oh, and they, the family would buy. Darrel and AJ have lots of friends in Colorado, incl...

Author's Note: Whether you end up enjoying it or not, feel free to leave a comment or a rating. Your feedback really helps me improve -- and motivates me to keep writing.
(Self-Edited: All mistakes are mine.)
He loves her like the first day. Maybe even more. Nineteen years old, and already a woman. Her full curves, her pale skin, the way she holds her head. Everything about her seems perfect. Almost out of reach. And yet, she's his. She's the one who said yes. Who chose this life with him. He knows by...

Natasha was typical Indian girl from a traditional Indian family based in Delhi, which meant she had been brought up conservatively with Indian values. She went to an all-girls school and spent most of her adolescence excelling in studies. Natasha was a sweet girl who was liked by all. She looked like a school nerd but by the time she entered college, Natasha blossomed into a clear beauty....

THE SEARCH FOR MY MOTHER


PROLOGUE

This is a bit of a long story, but if you choose to read it, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

CHAPTER 1

My name is Barry. It's actually William Barrett Townsend. I prefer to go by Barry. I am 25. I'm 6 feet tall, weigh 195, physically fit, have sandy colored hair, and blue eyes. I was given up for adoption at birth. I was adopted by a wonderful family of 4. A man and wife and their 2 daughters. Dad's name is Henry,...

The King's New Toy, Ch.02
The sharp sting of the whip slashed across Ava's back again, her teeth clenching so hard she thought they'd break. She felt close to passing out again but fought it, knowing they would just throw more cold water to wake her back up. They'd been at this for what felt like hours, her arms were numb and her nightgown was in shreds. Still, she never gave up the information they tried so hard to break out of her....

This is my first attempt at writing anything like this, and I will be honest, I am not the best at dialogue, but I have been reading Literotica stories for a long time, and I thought I might try my hand at adding to the catalogue. This first chapter will not feature any explicit sex scenes, but they will be coming, and they will be very erotic. This is a fictional world, and I will be exaggerating certain details that likely would not actually be possible in the real world, but what else is the point of wri...

Hey guys, here's Chapter 58! I hope you enjoy it. Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I read every single one. Also, please let me know if you spot any mistakes. I upload revisions all the time, and I will correct any errors that are pointed out to me. Just make sure to be specific so that I can find what you're talking about....

Author's Note:
Hello again Romance readers! It's been a minute.
This one might not be for you if you are offended by adultery and/or openly bisexual men. All of the erotic contact is heterosexual, however. Abuse is an undercurrent through this whole tale, and I feel something of an obligation to be up front about that....

And lo, the sun did beat upon the high rocks of Horeb, and the cave did stink of goat meat and the sweat of forty unwashed bodies.
And Ezekiel, son of nobody important, did rise yet again and say:
"Thus saith the Lord God of Hosts: The hearts of men are as cracked cisterns that hold no water, and thy thirst shall not be quenched but by obedience! Turn ye from thy lusts!"...

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Comments are appreciated.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental.
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He was huddled under the inadequate eave near my door, attempting to avoid the rain. Not very successfully. His discarded bicycle leaned against the building, and he protected a bedraggled bag between his feet....

15 Days with the Smith Family - Part 4B


Daniel and Mia Smith stay to enjoy their holiday


from Mia's perspective.

Day 6 continued
The whole family was staying in the living room of the rented suite at the hotel. They had just received news about Trevor's accident and were discussing the alternatives: who should go back or stay on to continue the vacation....

Best of Blue Bloods Part 26
Season 12 Episode 11
Danny and his partner, Maria Baez have been out together on several occasions, but never an actual date. They had numerous sexual encounters together, but again, not as boyfriend/girlfriend. Danny finally had the courage to ask her out.
It happened to be her birthday, an easy way for him to ask her out and she anxiously accepts....

You walk into the room from your all-day conference, happy for the day to be done you are looking forward to just unwinding, relax, have a couple of drinks, and getting some time to yourself. I greet you as you walk into your motel room and pass you a drink, "Amy, it's been a big day, why don't you go have a shower and relax," you follow my lead and walk towards the bathroom, I call out as you walk off, "don't forget to take your special G," you smile to yourself you know what this means....

Sandy was a forty-two year old thrice married woman with blonde highlighted hair, green eyes, just a few inches over five feet tall, her outer beauty, was perfectly matched by her inner beauty, her perfectly proportioned figure born
from years of ballet, gymnastics, and cheerleading, and afterwards, yoga, running, and daily exercises. From her...