Author: Literotica95

The Girl at the Bar [Lesbian] [F/F] [First time]

It’s a Monday in a beach town. Weather has been good, nothing too hot but just enough to make the ocean water feel crisp. The vacation crowds are gone and only the islanders are left.

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It’s 6 AM. My husband’s alarm clock goes off, softly waking me. He’s a great guy, using the soft alarm feature on the iPhone so as not to jar me out of bed. I lazily stretch and roll over to cuddle. He’s leaving for a work trip this week.

I need to capture all the little time I have with him before he jets away for a surfboard manufacturing convention in San Diego. See, since living here he’s gotten into surfing. He opened his own surf shop and makes custom boards.

He’s the typical surf bum looking guy. He’s tall, skinny, a little shaggy. He has golden locks of hair about shoulder length that I love to run my hands through when we fuck. And wow, do we fuck. You know what they say about skinny guys? All that mass some guys have on their frame is in their pants, hanging between their legs. I’m always a little sore and always wanting more. Read more »

I’ll do anything to pass… [Teacher/Student] [M/M/F] [Cuckold]

It’s the last day of my freshman year. Grades are due today, and I partied way too hard on my eighteenth birthday during finals week.. yeah, I graduated early. I’m smart AND hot. Unfortunately, this means I’m about to fail my first year of college and lose my scholarship.

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My boyfriend is John, he’s a fifth, maybe sixth year senior. Whatever, he’s older than me. A lot older.. he said hi to me after I used my fake ID at the local bar. We started talking, then fucking, and here we are now. He says I need to go talk to my professor and that he’ll go with me.

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John knows I’m a slut for him. What he doesn’t know is I’m just…a slut for anyone. I don’t think he has any idea what I have in mind to get my grades back up to par and he’s a jealous asshole sometimes, so he’s going to hate it. John wants me to talk to my professor, let him know the circumstances, come up with a fake dead relative story, he’ll even pose as my father or somebody. I want to fuck my way into passing, and I’m going to fuck my way into passing. Read more »

The Duck Blind [24M/26M] [Gay] [First time]

The coffee-maker is set for 4:00 AM sharp. Cory and I wake up from the smell and roll lazily out of a shared bed in our smaller-than-normal accommodations on the lake and get dressed for the duck blind. It’s easy to get dressed, we both slept in nothing but our boxers.

Cory and I have been friends since middle-school. We played all the usual small-town sports together; football, basketball, track, baseball. We were athletes, still kind of are. Maybe a little washed up, but we can still get around just fine. That is, if you ignore Cory’s occasional limp from an old injury. He doesn’t complain though. Country boys don’t.

I’m on one edge of the bed, while Cory is standing up by the dresser in this tiny home. We aren’t more than two feet from each other. As if practiced, we both strip off our boxers to start dressing up for the hunt. I try to sneak a peek.

You see, I’ve been into guys since high school. Despite how close Cory and I always were, he never seemed keen on that side of my life. I hid it while I perused Grindr in college when we were roommates. I’ve seen him naked a million times, that’s just what guys do. I’ve always been curious what he would be like… Read more »