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House Parties, Part 4:We were in Jamaica when we met Angie and Tom. We knew quickly we had a lot in common and the connection built into a lasting friendship. Tom’s favorite toast is as follows: “Ships are built to sail the stormy seas. Some ships are made of wood, some are made of steel
The beginning.Charles was away on business and would normally have been at home over the weekend but he had an important meeting on the following Monday, so he decided to stay over for the weekend. He told Sybil that one of his clients had invited him to his small farm out in the country for
Lana Kilgore slid off her horse and led the graceful, black Arabian into the barn. Since she graduated from Harcroft Prep a month before, Lana had plenty of time to ride over the summer before heading off to college. With her parents in Europe, it was the perfect diversion during the day, and Lana loved
All participants are 18+. No giant boobs or dicks. Fictional characters and events.My sister, Claire, is in love with her phone. No other way to say it but she can’t live a moment without it. You might expect this if she was a teen but she’s 25. I mean, she got a job as a
Chapter 07After a long journey, the traveling band finally laid their eyes upon the Holy See and the glorious high gates of the Vatican. They were treated to a warm welcome by fellow knights and various clergy members and scholars. John was amazed to find out he was already well-known among the knights and some
In the first chapter, my neglected trophy mother in her prime meets me for the first time after spending the previous 3 years studying in Europe. Initially, I intended to console her, but she was too attractive, and soon we ended up in bed together……………………………………………………………………………………The following morning was one of those rare summer rainy days.
** Please note: This story is purely fantasy and not real. You should always make sure you have a partner’s consent and clear boundaries before participating in any sort of play. All characters are 18+, enjoy! **”H…hello sir… is everything alright?” Georgia realized she was shakey, her cheeks were burning as she looked into his
The next few weeks I started to adjust to not having a job. In all honestly, it felt like I had just switched jobs. Rebecca had started making me daily and weekly schedukes. It became far more Formalized than I had anticipated. She also asked for weekly reports on anything I hadn’t finished and would
The submissive in this story is femme-presenting, nonbinary, so they/them pronouns are used for the sub. This is new for me, but inclusivity is important. I hope I didn’t screw that up, and that EVERYONE enjoys the story.The table was cool against their nipples when he pressed their chest flat upon the table. He spread
The following is a work of fiction. All characters participating in sexual activities are over 18. Any resemblance to real life persons is merely coincidental.This story is part of a series and it is advised to read the story from the beginning as each chapter continues directly from the last. This story is split between
Superstar MakerAuthor’s notes: Everyone is over eighteen. I wrote this for the Sports Challenge but got tied up with other things. It probably won’t make it into that challenge, but who knows? I hope you enjoy it, even if it doesn’t.
The Coffee DateShifting the telescope to ground level, he aligned his sightline onto the shadowy, spandex-sheathed V between her legs; where, outside Starbucks on the concrete plaza below she was startled by a mysterious prickle of sexual desire. Magenta first-date lips curled as flirty creases formed around her eyes. Were her Lululemons too tight?Her I-phone
For the next few days Alanna and I don’t say anything, but I’m constantly checking her out and waiting for her to tell me to come over. I feel my frustration build every day as I see her outside in her yard, or arriving home from work.On Wednesday night, I decide to go over to
The piece is to be listed for the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2024 list. A special thanks to NP for his priceless review. I hope you enjoy it!*”Hola, eres nueva? I haven’t seen you around here before.”Tami opened her eyes at those words to find a sun-aged face glaring at her. He was naked.
Dear Diary – You Need the PasswordFun In MilwaukeeAll persons are at least 18 years of age.This story is set back in the 70’s when sexual knowledge was less prevalent and sexual mores were more flexible.This is quite lengthy as it covers multiple days and nights.Chapter 1 – BackgroundWhen I worked for a local beer
[Author’s note: The story of how Karen and Colin started a sexual relationship was related to me as a true story. I’ve added this narrative about what might have come after. It is entirely fictional]”Mom and Dad are going to be gone the entire day!” Karen said excitedly as she burst into my room.”Sweet!” I
Author’s Note: All imaginary persons I imagined for the purposes of this story who engage in sexual activity of the imaginary variety are 18 imaginary years old or older, I imagine. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is coincidental but obviously fated to be, so blame the Universe and not me.Up next: Are
Parties are a great way to see your friends, get drunk and say things that get you into trouble. You know how it is. Somebody brings up sex and you end up saying things that might be true, but nobody wants to hear them.We were at my buddy Archie’s house, and it was that time
Chapter 1 — The Super SlagI fully knew what I was letting myself in for as I locked the front door of my little house and climbed into my car to head the one hundred and eighty-five-mile trip to Glasgow.The event to which I was travelling had been two months in the making. After the
Doll had woken up to find a box. It happens every Saturday. She’d begun to expect it. Sometimes it was a bouquet, sometimes a plushie, sometimes a dress or something to add to her wardrobe. She opened it this time and saw a silver collar with studs on it, and an envelope. She opened the envelope. Tonight, my dearest one.