Literotica Thonged Stories

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Thong Girls Pt. 02

by TheContinentalOp on Aug 6, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Scene 8 Shelley's 2nd period class with Chuck played out somewhat differently than her 1st period class with Nick. Chuck preferred her to sit atop his lap facing him, in a straddle position. As such Shelley gave up on any ability to focus on the days lesson; Chuck did too in all likelihood. The hour played out with him constantly caressing her butt cheeks w...

Thong Girls

by TheContinentalOp on Jul 30, 2019
Erotic Couplings

(All characters are 18+) ***** Scene 1 Shelley idly passed the time away in 5th period, dwelling on the lengthy list of homework assignments she would have to contend with that evening. So distracted was she by these matters that when the bell rang, quite prematurely from its regularly scheduled time, she at first drew a blank as to its purpose. After a s...

At Her Disposal Ch. 04

by Sputnik57 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The hanged male squirmed in the confines of the coffin, waking to find himself sweating in an oppressive warmth. His eyes flicked through the lattice, seeking some viewpoint through a porthole, and seeing whitewashed buildings under a vivid blue sky across the water. His ears pricked as he listened for whatever had awoken him from his drugged stupour, and hi...

Dressing Room Exposure

by ttlvr on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

For years, I have secretly enjoyed every small glimpse that any other man had of my wife's body. She is petite, beautiful with long brown hair and small A cup breasts and I love the reaction that I see in a man who gets a downblouse peek or sees more than he should. I think this is even better for me because she is so modest. Her embarrassment is always so o...

Camel Toe Fantasies

by Roadrunner101 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I suppose the heading gave away some of the plot but then I'm not a novel writer, in fact this site has my only submissions. So at least be nice! ***** I grew up during the mini skirt era and always lamented the fact that my wife grew out of the fad and resorted to jeans and track suits. But now I'm a grandfather and as a result of long standing voyeuristi...

Tonya and her Toy Ch. 01

by LuciousBi-Writes4U on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Ahhh, Christmas. The most horrible time of the year to be alone, well...at least other than Valentine's Day that is! Tonya was facing her first single Christmas in nearly 8 years. Her loft apartment echoed now with the empty space left behind from the removal of her fiancé's furniture and belongings. And she couldn't believe that this had all taken place dur...

If Tattoos Could Talk...And They Do!

by PeterR on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My honey and I have recently returned from a cruise, on which we had a ball or two. We ate, shopped, and had sex every chance we could. It was during this cruise that we started noticing that more and more women were sporting tattoos. Some had a tattoo above their left boob, few on their butt cheeks, others had it on their arms, legs or ankles. We were takin...

10E

by Phoner on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

As you entered the plane, the guy in 10 E caught your eye. Standing in line. Waiting for everyone to move. Damn tourist flight. You meant nothing by checking him out. Just waiting for the line to move. Obviously a business man. Tie and pressed shirt and slacks a dead giveaway on a September flight. You just want to go home after a depressing weekend away at...

Master Werewolf

by Clo on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She had received a strange call from her Master ordering her to meet Him in old abandoned play ground across town. He knew her fear of the dark as well as her fear of the stories she had been told of that part of town as well as the murder that had happened two years earlier. He had ordered her to dress in her black cat costume from the year before, she gasp...

Diaphanous Dancer

by Whisperly on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

For some time I was a professional dancer performing alongside local jazz artists and pianists. Although I detested it, I would do it almost entirely for the pay and the tips, which were often explicitly generous for reasons I could never grasp, however heated usherings between green-eyed wives concluded that my routines could turn even the most respectable...