*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If that bothers you, stop reading now. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes, it's too long, yes, it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category, y...
Slagging into Work... Slagging, since some of you do not know, is when you catch rides to work from total strangers. This may seem to be a dangerous, but it works very nice. The car driver gets additional passengers so they can take the HOV lanes, and the riders get a free lift into downtown. I have been doing this for the better part of a decade without...
"HOLY SHIT! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! YOU ARE FUCKING BULLSHITTING ME RIGHT NOW!" Summer was yelling exclamations as she was driving down the highway... nearly hitting a panel truck in the other lane. I had just finished telling her the story of my afternoon. "No, that is pretty much the way it happened. And how about not killing us," I exclaimed as the little Ho...
It's been five long months since my boyfriend Oliver has been on tour and tonight was his first night back. His band Infinity was playing at this quaint little African Restaurant/club called The Blue Nile located in Minneapolis, and I was more than excited to meet him and the rest of the band there. I wanted to make sure he appreciated what he had missed t...
The Older Dude Katlyn was a pretty girl, either twenty or twenty-one with long brown hair, average sized tits who loved wearing short skirts to show off her very nice legs. She worked part-time for the shady lawyer I used to help keep me on the right side of the law. I had met her several times when visiting the firm's office, but met her socially at an an...
I think today will be a very interesting day. I sat there at my desk, in my black leather chair, swaying back and forth, just tapping my pencil. I wonder why I feel so distracted; I look at Deven's contract splayed out on the mahogany desk, amongst other things. I can't help but to wish to be in Dave's shoes. I can sense how good it must feel to lay down b...
Warning: This story contains elements from several different Literotica categories. If you are bothered or repelled by fictional accounts of anal, cheating, exhibition, mild dominance/submission, sexual fluids, spanking, toys, or unprotected intercourse, please stop reading now and look for other stories that might be more to your liking. I looked at the e-...
* I am Italian, so if I say things differently than you say them, forgive me and enjoy the story anyway. * This story was written by RuggeroLastruc and edited and rewritten with permission by simaddict. * This story is fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * This story was originally posted in the Loving Wives cate...
My wife Ro and I (Pierre) have started exploring more of our sexual fantasies lately. It all started when we jointed a Swingers network. Chatting with other couples who are in the Lifestyle has become quite the turn on, and leads to some fantastic sex. We have met up with a few couples at strip joints. Ro usually wears something very sexy and makes sure her...
In the Art rooms of a college is where this story is played out. Her name is Sabine, she is in her early 30's and an Art tutor at the college. Originally from Spain she moved to England to study English and Art and when she graduated she chose to teach her second passion in life, Art. Her first passion in life is Sex! And whenever possible she loved to co...