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As I step out of bed, I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. The realization of the situation sinks in, and I can’t help but feel a mix of fear and anticipation swirling within me. With each step towards the bathroom, I begin contemplating the choices that brought me here, to this
My Master wanted to put me, his slave to the test. We had often talked about sessions pushing my limits, but we did not get any further then talking.At a meeting with other Masters, the topic of sessions pushing my limits was also discussed, during which Master was given quite a few tips and offered
Thursday night, 10 pm. The waiting queue were shuffling their feet in the cold out on the footpath, waiting for the doors of the Stroke Bar to open. Hot new band-of-the-month The Suspected were playing a gig there tonight, and all the regular patrons, plus more, had turned up. Rosemary jumped up and down on
Megan stood in the shower, the warm water washing over her, her hand lingering between her legs, gently rubbing her soapy skin. She could still feel Jason inside her, feel every thrust. He had just left minutes earlier, playing his big brother role to perfection as he brought her to orgasm again and again. The
I first met Amy when I began working out at a local gym. My name’s Max, and I’m a 38 year-old guy who has played a lot of different sports all my life, and was used to being in shape, but a knee injury had stopped me participating and I’d got out of condition; too
24On her last full day in Santorini, Tina was desperate to meet up with Francesco again. It need hardly be said that Briony was also very keen to finally hook up with Hunter, especially now that he had been snared by Lisa. There were in other words a number of loose ends to tie up.Such
First a little about me… I’m pretty much your typical literotica author, seems pure and innocent but there’s the side that people can see, the side of dark fantasies and evil thoughts. I’m into everything under the sun, nothings to sick, gross, or violent for me. I’ve been into BDSM since age 13 and I’m
Preface71 years young, & I have so many stories, concocted over many years. I tap these keys a couple hours a day with 2 fingers. One of my exes is a published author; I’m a retired garage owner. I know I’m not a quality, refined writer.I enjoy sharing my ideas, most are fantasies, some spawned
Author note: This is my entry for the 2024 Literotica Geek Pride Story Event.As we sat down on the pair of identical chairs behind the stall, I felt nervous. There was a buzz of anticipation in the air in the last few minutes before Manchester Sci-Fi ’23 finally opened, with the stallholders either seated like
“Stacy has magnificent tits!” the words echoed in Ginny’s mind.She and Nigel have been inseparable since childhood. Next-door neighbors, two massive nerds (preferring to be called “geeks”) fascinated by outer space and distant planets, with common interests ranging from books to computer games – best friends who could always find comfort with each other, and
Daniel and Jennifer had been best friends since their freshman year in high school. Although their relationship started off rocky, they learned to respect each other’s differences and eventually love each other like best friends tend to do. Jennifer had always thought of Daniel as cute and a total sweetheart, he played tennis and was
A true storyWhen I was 18 we went camping on the Colorado River. I was tall, had long sable hair to the bottom of my tight virgin ass, and looked much older than 18. My skin was dark from many hours out in the beautifully hot sun, and from my own Native American heritage. My
Julian woke up with a start. His penis was erect again and he had to relieve himself in the middle of the night, even though he had ejaculated just a few hours previously. His nights of late had been full of erotic dreams, of snapshots of his mother’s naked vulva and breasts, his masturbation fantasies
~~~This work of fiction is part of a series; if you did not already read the preceding chapters, please do that before starting this one.~~~”What have I gotten myself into with you two?” I asked, as I headed for the freeway.”A wife …” my sister said.”… and a free-use side-bitch,” Kelsey added.I looked over at
Jaime couldn’t believe the sensations she felt in her pussy after her experiment with Sarah. It wasn’t necessarily a painful feeling, but certainly stirred her inside until Friday morning; she anticipated her rendez vous later in the evening with Shawn as she casually admired her beauty in front of the mirror.She only wore a floral
I’m not sure why I didn’t fuck Maryann, perhaps because I could sense that she wanted it. She was definitely a sexy minx, but having her come to my office every morning, showing me her naked pussy, and letting me finger her to find out how smooth she was, seemed to be quite adequate. Just
As Alex stepped out of the shower, warm water droplets cascaded down her skin. After drying off, she quickly wrapped herself in a fluffy bathrobeand went downstairs to the living room. John was sitting on the couch, watchingTV, while their parents chatted at the nearby kitchen table.”Hey, bro, I need your help,” said Alex, her
The Kiss – Chapter Six”You really want to be tied don’t you, Gem? OK, let’s do it.”Emily’s smile was broad, but Gemma detected something beyond happiness. Was she feeling mischievous? It was more than that, wicked maybe.”But first things first. That was actually pretty intense for me. You really let go. I’m probably not going
The Photo shop by Candyman666©All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. Please don’t be afraid to let me know what you think of my stories. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination.
During a week-long trip to a mind-numbingly dull conference just outside Swindon in the UK, Jeff, a work colleague of mine, suggested we make use of the hotel pool on one of our free afternoons. The alternative was doom-scrolling in my miserable single room with an exquisite view of the hotel rubbish bins and probably