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Cindy, The Babysitter

by ThegameofFuck on May 4, 2020
Group Sex

HI Guys, this is my first attempt at writing and my first submission for Literotica. Hope you will enjoy reading the same. I would love to hear your comments and any feedback you have. I would like to thank Literotica user 'Laurielou' for their help with the editing of this story. * As Cindy looked into the mirror, she thought she had one of the most beaut...

A Lady in the Parlor...

by ProperlyTwisted on Jun 2, 2020
Loving Wives

"You look like shit" my friend Alicia opined. "What's the matter?" We'd met at our favorite local café and bar. It had good mixed drinks, but even the gin and tonics weren't particularly helpful this evening. "Jeff" I answered simply. "What's that bastard done now, failed to carry a net-operating loss forward? The little shit is gonna go to jail for that....

Knight Squadron - Dark Times

by venomlegions on Mar 12, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The ten months Ares Crane went missing was one of the darkest periods of Aiden Hunts' life. *** KMS Odysseus... It sounded like some sort of sick, cruel, disgusting joke. Aiden half expected someone to burst out of the supply cabinet opposite of him and yell "Gotcha!" He wanted to know who had put General Kless up to this. First, Aiden would pummel that...

Weekend in New Hampshire Pt. 02

by grant50 on Nov 12, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

DAY 2 Sam woke up with the sun shining though the blinds. He felt something cool and smooth on his body. After a few seconds he remembered he was wearing his wife's nightie. He then thought about the events of the preceding day and found himself getting an erection again. Before he could decide whether to do anything about it, Bill burst into the room. "C...

Home Helping Hands

by Kashman007 on Jun 28, 2020
Erotic Couplings

“Hey Andy, what about this one!” John threw the paper to Andy who was slumped on the sofa watching daytime TV. “What am I looking at?” “The wanted ads – somebody wants a home help” Andy sighed. “Oh great – basically a cleaner. That’s not gonna go far to getting a deposit for my own place, is it?” “No – look at the ad. It says the job is 7 days a week, so the...

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Cathy and Karate - The Beginning

by Rustyoznail on Oct 8, 2019
First Time

Her humiliating first time fuck has consequences This is my non I/T entry for the Summer Lovin' 2019 comp. Thanks to all that have read the draft and given me feedback. ===== Cathy and I started karate training about the same time, but for different reasons. We'd never met before, and if it wasn't for this activity, we probably never would have. I was...

Yshomatsu and the Succubus Ch. 03

by Yshomatsu on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

(I would like to thank Lazyhobo for an excellent editing job and very helpful comments) * He opened his eyes, his vision blurry and unfocused. He was back in the waking world. The first thing he noticed when he realized he was awake, was the fact that his lower robes were soaked. He let out a sigh, I dirtied myself, he thought. He tried to move his hands,...

Experiences at the Surgery Pt. 07

by JaneBirch on Jun 18, 2018
BDSM

This is the 7th and penultimate chapter. All characters are over the age of 18. It's another very dirty chapter! Full of fetish and bodily functions. Please go elsewhere if it offends you, or enjoy it if it doesn't!! ***** "She did what!!" Fay was screaming down the phone so loudly that I pulled the handset away from my ear for a couple of seconds. "We...

We Need to Talk Ch. 04

by tennesseered on Jul 17, 2018
Loving Wives

A work of utter fiction. All characters are over 18 years. To make proper sense of this, start with ch. 01. Synopsis: Myra and Wendell, long married empty nesters, struggle with Myra's recent near-adultery, Wendell's long ago adultery, and the memory of Claire Haskell that just won't go away. ***** I didn't want to, but I went looking for Claire Haskell....

The Dead World Ch. 01

by seraph_nocturne on Dec 27, 2017
Erotic Horror

Binoculars pressed to her eyes, she watched them close in, and form up against the far south barricade; it stood as a collection of old, rusted cars that had been meticulously pushed back and arranged to block the road from a potential herd of dead. Or slow down a large group of unwanted visitors. The spike posts which caught the straggling few of the stumbl...