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Can You Imagine?

by Your_Imagination on Oct 7, 2019
Romance

Can you imagine, a day so long, your mind and body exhausted from the work you toil with. As you step through my door carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders, all you desire is for all of it to go away, if just for a moment. The stress of your life bearing down upon you like a carnivore upon its prey ready to consume you. You long for rest, for r...

The Lesbian That Wasn't!

by Girls_cum_first on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Christmas 2006 had passed in the most erotic fashion imaginable (please read previous stories) and on this mild Spring evening I had at last slept with my ex client, the very Turkish Kamile Ferrer, sister-in-law to my very first-ever lover. Sleep would be the inappropriate term since I was exposed to some of the kinkiest sex in my life. So much so that, I be...

How I Met Your Mother Ch. 05

by Starscream_UK on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

76 Burrow Street 3:42 am Instinct told her to run, but her body refused. She knew she had to master her gut reaction in order to carry out her mission. This was the first time she'd actually gone out into the field without any sort of safety net. This was it – just her, no backup, no support team lurking five minutes behind her. No pressure of course, Tom h...

Magic Carpet

by Mercurio on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

These happenings occurred a few years ago. My wife Karen was 29 and I was 31, Karen has long dark hair and hazel eyes, her body is wonderful. She is not a model just her proportions are right for me large breasts 38b, a nice waist and not overfull hips. We both needed a holiday and I suppose the usual magic of sun sand and wine was working upon us as we rela...

Warden of the boy's hostel

by prats on Jul 21, 2020
Interracial

Jasmine reached new York when there were protests all over the city regarding equal rights for black skinned persons staying there. Jasmine belonged to a slightly reserved family. So her parents have already engaged her to one of their friends' son Fahad. He was also studying at the same college and reached the airport to collect jasmine. They didn't knew ea...

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Anal Sex, What Is the Big Deal?

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I've never tried anal sex before. It never appealed to me. Actually, I never have given it much thought until I perused the anal sex category here at Literotica and found it so popular. I am a bit embarrassed to admit it, but I have never even had sex doggie style either. Yes, I realize that doggie style sex is an overwhelming favorite for hordes of people...

Cam and Jan

by Sevda1 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Cam couldn't believe that Jan had talked her into this. Cam hated the single scene and didn't see how the lesbian single scene would be any different. Still, she thought, I can always leave. Cam had been through many failed relationships and one messy divorce. All the traditional Korean men could not keep her interest, so she sabotaged relationships until th...

The Utopia Diaries: Lauryn

by Sarastro on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"October 20, 2441" The community tutors say it's a good idea to keep a diary. You get to practice writing, and it improves your ability to reflect on life. That's what they say. So I thought I'd give it a try. Since I don't really know where to start, I'll just follow the guidelines. You know, begin with the odd bit of autobiographical stuff, and then just...

Cuckoldry, Spirituality, Family Ch. 07

by submind on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

During the absence of the newlyweds, my time was split between work and endless moments of thinking at home. I had a feeling of emptiness; I was missing Abida and our Master. This, however, gave me plenty of time to consider the situation I would have to face when they return. I could not avoid thinking that I had been the initiator of all this, the one, no...

Bridget's Days Ch. 05

by patricia51 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

(Buda, 1620) I leaned back into the padded wooden chair I was slumped in and drank another swallow of mulled wine. The thick fog from the night air seemed to linger in my lungs, non-functional though they were. It had masked my silent passage through the night, slipping out after dusk and returning a few hours later having carefully fed. By "carefully" I me...