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Gang Bang Ch. 02

by missdee1967 on Sep 25, 2017
Group Sex

Melissa slowly opened her eyes and looked around the room trying to put her brain into some sort of order. She stretched and yawned. As her eyes looked around the room it slowly began to come back to her. The reason her body felt sore, yet strangely satisfied. She jumped out of the bed, her eyes stretched wide with fright. Oh god, she was in the room behind...

Aliens Use Sex to Invade Humans Ch. 04

by walterio on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's note: I received an e-mail requesting that I write a story about aliens taking over humans and creating insatiable sexual desires. The person requesting this story had read another story on Literotica entitled Hosts. He was disappointed that the author of Hosts did not write any more chapters after the first submission, which is why he asked me to w...

Katie's Craving Pt. 07

by thehumpman on Sep 18, 2017
Mature

Katie spent the next couple of days avoiding any sexual relations, her pussy was sore from the hard pounding Stan gave it. She was almost glad that Butch sent over his regular crew to finish the work, a few days later she was getting ready to go for a walk when Butch made his way over to her front yard. He was actually out of breath, smoking a cigar when he...

Flirtatious Slut

by NeilMc123 on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

We have been together just over five years which is broken down as two years boyfriend girlfriend and three years husband and wife. My wife Colleen has always been the friendly flirtatious type and she has the face and figure to drive men wild, which I always assumed was her objective when she was teasing and flirting with guys. She has always dressed immacu...

Magnums O U 8 1 2

by JonThomas_ on Feb 13, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Hello everyone. This is a story that imagines what it might be like to have a substitute body. ~~~ For years a brilliant scientist named Butch Johnson, whose body had been totally disabled by a neurological disease, used his big brain in collaboration with two engineer buddies of his named Bill and Steve. Their goal was to come up with a way for people wi...

How I Met My Wife

by Dirty Old Man on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The dingy little beachfront bar darkened suddenly as the light from the open door was suddenly blocked. Every eye in the place turned instinctively towards the door, then stayed in awe of the man shaped shadow filling the doorway. The newcomer stood in the door for a few moments to let his eyes adjust before tipping his head clear of the lintel to come insid...

Butch Black Women Ch. 06

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Sex is the most intense and chaotic force in our lives. And there's not much we can do about it. The name is Anacaona Rocher, named after the legendary Queen of the Tainos people who inhabited what is now the Republic of Haiti. I'm Butch and proud. And these words define my life. I'm a six-foot-tall, athletic and dark-skinned, openly gay young Black woman of...

Submissive Butch Lesbians Exist

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Dr. Khadra Mohamed, this isn't easy for me to say, so I'm just going to say it, I feel that my curiosity about experiencing sexual submission is most definitely at odds with my identity as a butch lesbian," said Rhonda "Red" Redding, and the six-foot-tall, muscular, blonde-haired, alabaster-skinned and heavily tattooed young woman leaned back in her chair a...

Rub & Tug

by No Panty Girl on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was your classic high school drop out. I was in my final year but just couldn't hack any more exams. One day I just didn't bother going to school. "You'll have to get a job, you're not just hanging around all day!" my father warned. I had no experience or even part time job references. The only thing I had going for me was I was not bad looking and had a...

Ours

by steamer5139 on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Lisa was my wife, friend, lover for four too short years. Dead two and a half times the length of our marriage, she lies under an ancient oak tree's sprawling canopy in Overland Park, a relatively new, yet unfilled cemetery on the north side of the small berg I live in. On this May 18th, as I do every May 18th, I called on Lisa, the mother of our born dead...