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All is Revealed

by LaurelAspen on Jun 8, 2020
BDSM

Chloe stands in the centre of the room, attempting to explain, back straight, hands on head and increasingly uncertain as to how matters might proceed. Meanwhile her partner slowly paces around, an inquisitorial tone in his voice, a leather paddle in his hand. This isn't how Chloe has been expecting things to pan out. Hadn't she played the dutiful corporate...

Fucking Magic

by steve w on Sep 14, 2017
Anal

“Gentleman, you have never, ever seen a magic trick like this. Porn meets illusion.” Fuck David Blaine. And the over-hyped, under-achieving shit that he peddles as magic. Sure, the street magic stuff is okay, but there’s no fucking magic in standing on a pole. Or in a freakin’ box. For Christ’s sake. Magic is all about illusion. It’s about fooling the eye,...

A Welcome Train Delay

by Andygorn2 on Jan 7, 2018
Interracial Love

Having been lucky enough to take part in a couple of SRP's a few years ago (thanks to angeloftemptation and others) this is my first writing back at Literotica and (I think?) my first main menu story here. Since I'm just starting back, please bear with me that this might not be as long, graphic or "main-event"-focused, but hopefully it whets your appetite....

A Nice Evening Out

by rimjobFanatic on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

I round the corner to find you standing there, in the bathroom, leg up on the counter intently working your butt plug into your hot asshole. You look so amazing, your tattoo inviting me to explore it in further detail. You have such a pretty pussy. Shaved, one of my biggest turn ons. Full and pouty lips. A very excitable clit. Extremely wet. I know I will en...

On Returning

by ropeburns on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I step in to find you in your appointed place, in the agreed position. You are of course on your knees, naked, back straight and head proudly high, upturned open hands resting on your thighs. You turn your head to face me and allow yourself a smile. I click the door behind me and walk to you. I check my watch - nearly an hour late. I offer you my apologies,...

What If?

by teachmetonight on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Her name is Kathleen, but her lover calls her Kitty. She is a woman, mature and experienced of life, with lines on her face left by trials over the years – marriage, children arriving, children leaving, and children coming back. And then divorce, loneliness, but a gradual return to strength. She is not one to give up. But some of those lines, in fact, are fr...

The Private Spotlight Show

by MahlerSymphony on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Cynthia, you certainly enjoyed yourself tonight," I said as we got back to our hotel room from the party. "You must have hardened every cock there tonight at least twice." "It was fun. That crowd needs a little livening up," Cynthia replied laughing, a bit tipsy from champagne. "Still, dancing a bit too close to your partners, smoldering glances with tho...

Anal Princess

by MichaelSTP on Sep 19, 2017
Anal

The princess pushed the glass dildo deeper down her ass until she moaned in ecstasy. She could only penetrate her pussy with one finger because of her chastity belt. She started moving the dildo faster in and out of her ass while also moving her hips up and down. She was really grateful for this new glass penis and all the other ones the sisters have provide...

Transactions

by Halcyon_Flux on Mar 6, 2018
Group Sex

Author's note: This one is difficult to categorise. I've put it in the group sex category as it is about a bisexual three-way, although the focus is on the relationship between two women. Comments are always useful so don't be shy. * I would later ask myself what compelled me to agree to her proposition. Was it because I liked her, or was it because the th...

The General Pays a Visit

by Frank Noir on Feb 12, 2019
BDSM

As we wait, I don't speak – just sit sipping my scotch on the rocks. You don't talk either. We just wait there in silence on either side of the living room. Me in the armchair, you nervously upright on the edge of the sofa – dressed in your finest blouse and skirt. You glance repeatedly at the clock on the wall. And finally, we hear the knock on the door. T...