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Dance Bar Bathroom Slut

by little sebastian on Sep 12, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Dressed in extremely short cut off blue jeans shorts that showed my ass cheeks, 4-inch red heels, a red tank top, a sports bra, way too much make up and a blonde wig, I set off for Atlanta. "Black guys love trashy blondes don't they?" I thought to myself. I checked into an Atlanta hotel and reapplied my makeup and went downtown to a gay bar. I walked pass...

Matthew King Does Hollywood Ch. 02

by Purificada on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"I have an idea!" the half drunk Karlie Kloss said, still jacking the base of the musclebound stud's fat dick off as she stood next to him. "Taylor, go get my handbag." The tall, skinny pop star reluctantly popped her lips off the muscular gigolo's drooling cockhead and rose unsteadily from her knees. Taylor Swift moaned as she briefly ran her hand across M...

Life in Suburbia

by MindBlown75 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

*Author's note: I've been reading stories on this site for a long time but finally decided to write one myself. Hope you like it. ***** Gilbert Johnston sat at his desk, aimlessly twirling his pencil as he stared at a picture of himself and Sam. Samantha Johnston nee O'Daly was his wife of ten years. Sometimes he still couldn't believe he'd gotten so damn...

Love and Marriage

by TheOriginalAnonymous on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

WARNING: I'm bent for black; that means that I'm straight except when it comes to black men. I guess with the limited terms available to us you could say that I'm bisexual. I don't reject the label because I'm ashamed, I just don't think "bisexual" does a very accurate job of telling the story. I a, turned on by all types of women; the only find black men at...

Camp Happy Landings Ch. 01

by mrpuk2u on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

I wrote this a number of years ago but it has never been posted to Literotica and I thought a cleaned up version would be a good contribution. When I was a lad, our family joined up with a number of other families and rented a boy's camp for two weeks in August, after the camp had closed for the summer. We called it "Camp Happy Landings" - a silly name, but...

South Keys Plaza Encounter

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Nabila Ali and I'm a young Arab Muslim woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Al Kharj, Saudi Arabia, and my parents, Yasser and Amina Ali moved to Canada ten years ago. We are from the Shiite branch of Islam and if you know anything about the Kingdom of Saudi Arabi...

The Mass Tarr's Harem Pt. 06

by daxg2001 on Sep 26, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, comics, companies, writers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your...

A Big Birthday Treat

by libidinal on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

I just turned thirty-five, but I must say I'm a sexy, youthful thirty-five with a hell of a body and a scorching libido. The latter should be no surprise since it's no secret that a woman in her mid-thirties is often at her sexual peak. I certainly am, and was when two years ago I finally divorced my quite unexciting and less than satisfying husband, who was...

A Little Something for the Wife

by Rebecca on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

I guess I should start off describing my wife Margaret. She just turned 45 and is a very sexy lady. She had red hair (all over) and blue eyes on her pretty, slightly freckled face. She's gained some weight over the years but to me has become sexier since giving birth to our two kids. She has magnificent breasts 40DD with huge, pink nipples and the way they h...

Sophia

by StrongMaster7 on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It had been an uneventful Tuesday. It was cold and rainy and I stopped into my regular "watering hole" for a quick beer before heading back to my apartment. I didn't even notice the guy who sat next to me at the bar. "Are you Paul McRory?" he asked quietly. I turned to look at the very ordinary-looking man who knew my name. Never seen him before. "And i...