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Handsome Young Man

by stoneypoint on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

"Wow what a handsome looking young man" the woman thought. "Am I just unlucky or what? Hehehe, nahh I just get the cute ones. That's what she thought while the young guy moped while walking up her driveway. She saw a 21 year old young man with a decent shape, not too athletic, but good enough for a woman who doesn't interact with men often enough, except at...

Shrilia’s Slavegirl Outfit

by Matt Nelson on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

I decided to take my girlfriend to one of those wild fetish clubs. She had never been to one before but wanted to check one out. Shrilia, my girlfriend, is a very pretty girl from India. She's 5'6" and weighs about 105 lbs and has long dark brown hair that she keeps in a braid. She was excited about going and wanted to get a new outfit for the occasion. "I...

The Club Slut

by mikelevine on Oct 27, 2007
Interracial

The main character of this story, Danielle, is real. She is almost as big of a slut in real life as she is in the story. Sometimes the story doesn't begin to touch how much sex the little club slut has or how wild she can get... ___ Osman and Lee walked toward the coffee room while enjoying their lunch break. As they did, they passed Danielle's office desk a...

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Dinner with the Boss

by ShamanicLoving on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

This is my first story for Literotica. Hope you enjoy. * "So...." I said, "It's still early, do you want to go somewhere else? We could go to that new club you were talking about if you want?" We'd finished dinner and had been talking over coffee. Just small talk but even small talk with Samantha was interesting. She was smart and I loved that in a woman....

Finding My Genie Ch. 03

by jealouscuck on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

After Genie convinced me to get rid of all my male underwear, she made every effort to compliment me on my panties. She frequently told me how good my ass looked in sheer panties or how great my cock and balls looked encased in feminine underwear. I never felt unmanly or sissified with her. She would buy me some new panties every few months. What she really...

Completion

by Robsound on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

My sexy gorgeous wife required me to lick her to orgasm virtually every day. Usually we would start at about six in the evening, she would find me, generally working in my study, and hold out her hand to lead me upstairs. Sometimes she would call me from the lounge, and I would go to her and find her sitting watching TV with no clothes below her waist. As t...

Husband Encourages Wife Ch. 02

by xleglover on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

"You haven't touched your lunch," Tina said after she finished telling Jen about her latest date with Jason. "I'm sorry," Jen said. "I guess I'm distracted." Tina reached over and grabbed her friend's hand. "What's wrong? Are you and Michael okay?" Jen looked up in surprise. "How did you know?" "Jen, we've been friends since high school," Tina said, conc...

Choices Ch. 09

by johngalt47 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Saturday morning I walked around the house cooling down after my run. The grass was a little shaggy. With any luck today would be the last cutting until spring. I started up the mower and began the repetitious back-and-forth pattern that suburban squatters are familiar with. The boring work gave me time to think about my social dilemma. Nan was wild and exc...

Journey to Ecstasy Ch. 02

by pillum on Dec 2, 2017
Interracial Love

Sabrina looked at her calendar, it was mid-June already and she was eagerly anticipating the weekend with her husband at Indianapolis with Janice and her team, she got wet these days just thinking about it. Her husband Paul was quieter about it, and she was worried that he may back out... On reflection Sabrina decided that she would be mightily pissed at him...

Memories of Ben

by spinningwheels2 on May 2, 2018
Mature

Fair warning: There's (almost) no sex in this sex in this story. ***** My Dad shot himself when I was eight years old. Felt like I had to get that out there. When I look back, and try to gauge how much loss I felt at the death of my father, I find myself reluctantly thinking that the loss wasn't that great. In many ways we had already been losing him, e...