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I had just finished sweeping off the deck and was preparing to take a dip in the pool to cool off. Tim was taking advantage of the seclusion my cottage afforded by working on his[…]

“Hey boys, gather around, I have a story to tell you,” I say as I walk in the bar and order a drink. I was out late last night, as usual, looking for open windows[…]

Part 33 The Power of Love The next morning, Janet rose early and went to the lap pool. Jennifer, Beth and Michael swam their laps. Janet waited. When they finished, she asked if she could[…]

It was a clear, cold night. Silence was settled over the courtyard like a blanket. Even the dogs didn't bark. A scream suddenly tore through the air, shredding the silence like paper. The origins of[…]

Q. What do a clitoris, an anniversary, and a toilet have in common? A. Men always miss them. story by: Crude Guy

I leaned back in my theater seat as the woman gently maneuvered my cock through my open fly. Through my half-closed eyes, I watched as she formed her thumb and forefinger into a circle and[…]

Sam felt the wetness growing between her legs as she clicked from one web site to the next. Jon wasn’t due home for two hours, so she could sit and look at lezzy sites. Sam[…]

Nineteen and Counting. ————– Her delicate left hand was travelling erratically over her own soap drenched body, while her right was applying flat, concentric, experienced motions over her puffy engorged pleasure center, radiating its exaggerated[…]

No Introductions In memory of an actual encounter. Although some of names have been changed, To protect every one involved. First of all to give some explanation, it’s late winter early spring now. I’m out[…]

Hi everyone it's me again, Exakta66. I have another confession to make. I know you've heard this before, but this one is big. Are you ready? I am on a sex fantasy website. Oh yes,[…]

I'm new to writing, and I wasn't extremely pleased with this story but posted it anyways As the midnight repeat of the ten o’clock news was getting ready to rap up with their usual goodbye[…]

Cafe L'Amour. What a stupid name for a coffee shop in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt. Ok, more like Northern Montana, but close enough. Either way, some fancy sounding French cafe had no place there,[…]

At age 64, My first gay experience Chapter 2 Written by-Draggonfly Originally published on Literotica Published here with permission Chapter 2 It’s been a week since my first encounter with Bill and John so I[…]

I pressed the floor button on the elevator and checked my look one last time in the mirror. White button-down shirt, brown leather pants, and brown oxfords… It was a classic, yet contemporary look that[…]

A MOTHER’S HELPING HAND Chapter One When Jason Jackson broke both his arms in a motor-cycle accident he hadn't quite envisioned just how supportive a mother can be. With both arms firmly set in plaster[…]

Lying in near silence on his bedroll, Xavier squirms uncomfortably. The padding was nothing more than soft rabbit hides stitched together, and left plenty of chances for the rocks beneath him to bump through. He[…]