Trying to remember a story i read on literotica. It was about a white construction worker and a black girl who ran away from home i think.

Ok so what i remember in order of what it happens is the main girl is on a bus i think listing to music and all she basically has is her clothing, ipod, and shoes. She comes into this town and is allowed to stay at the church when she stumbles into the chapel to get out of the rain.

She sleeps in the back room and eats a sandwich and i think the next day helps set up for the big church dinner where she meets the main guy. HE is white, tall, and an architect/contractor and somehow she goes home with him, i think he offers to let her crash there for a while.

After that i don't remember much other than they talk, there is a scene of him working on a trailer at his work site, showing her the house and talking about how he built the house and the granit counter top. Then there is a sex scene in the kitchen, his old GF comes in and tries to break him and the main girl up. Then the church burns down for some reason and the main girl runs away and goes back to her home to get back in contact with her family. And either he goes to find her or she comes back to him after a while and happy ever after. Read more »

[Confess] I am a real live ‘Cable Guy’

As the title suggests I really am a cable guy. Well to be completely candid, I am a quality inspector for a major satellite company. Everyone knows the cheap porn scenario where the housewife fucks the cable guy but I'm here to tell you IT HAPPENS. I'm a married man and have no desire to have sex with other women. I do however get a little thrill out of seeing your wives, mothers and daughters flirt with, flash and masturbate in front me. Don't misread what I'm saying this doesn't happen frequently. The more extreme cases maybe only once or twice a year. So I'd like to hear from other "cable guys", wives, mothers and daughters that have been in one of these scenarios. What's your juiciest confession? I'd also be happy to answer any questions Anyone has for me!

My Mistress lent me to a guy online (f/self)

After I posted my last story, I got talking to a guy who responded to it. One thing led to another, and it ended up with my Mistress allowing him to give me some tasks to complete.

The first task I completed for him was to stand naked in front of my window and play with my pussy. Since I'm still home from school, and my parents were at work, I stood in front of the full length windows in our living room. I was not allowed an orgasm, but I was required to get myself as close as I could. The window overlooks the apartment buildings parking lot, and faces another building. I don't think anyone saw me, but I saw people in the parking lot while I did it.

After playing with myself, I stayed naked with the blinds all open until one of my parents got home. When it got close to time for them to arrive I was required to remain naked in the living room until I heard keys in the door. When I heard the keys, I dashed to my room to get dressed. I don't think my Dad saw me since my bedroom door is around the corner, but I heard him open the apartment door before I got my bedroom door closed. Read more »

The Seraglio – Part 1 [FM, exh, fantasy]

Firelight is the best light for drama.

It accentuates everything. Sweat glimmers and gleams, curves are softened and smoothed and eyes are shadowed and soft. Shadows are deep and threatening.

The firelight seemed to dance in time to the rapid beat of the drums and flutes that filled the air. A high, lilting, pulsing beat that danced between curls of incense smoke and through the silken hangings that hid the booths that circled the sandy ring.

In those shadowed recesses sensuous forms lounged at their ease. Here a suggestion of long, slender leg and there the deep curve of a generous bosom. Gems and jewels glittered on delicate fingers and lay against soft skin of every hue. Never a detail, never more than a hint of their true beauty made it through the silken screens,

The treasures of the seraglio were not for the eyes of those who had not earned the vision of their beauty.

The young man had been teased by the promise of it for hours now and as he walked along the hall the sounds of laughter and low voices intertwining with the music from ahead drew him onwards. He pushed aside silken hangings, his nostrils filling with the scent of incense as up ahead he saw his destination. A circle of sand lit by hanging lanterns and surrounded by shadowed, curtained booths. Read more »

Null (By the Numbers complete preview) [mf, mild bondage, contemporary fantasy]

This is the prologue to my contemporary fantasy erotic romance novel By the Numbers — and you thought when someone said they didn't give a flying f#ck, it meant they didn't care. :-D

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Jen almost felt as if she might have to thank her best friend for this. Not that Brigid had done anything other than be born on November first. But…

Ooo.

“I think this is why magic was invented,” sighed Jen, squeezing Jack tight. Leaving him speechless.

They were fifteen feet up in the air — a simple spell to cast, a tough one to keep going through three rounds of fantastic make-up sex, even with her wand gripped tight. But here they were, slowly orbiting the little chandelier in the empty dorm’s lounge. The first two fucks had been properly acrobatic, but this time they were just floating, drifting. Jack was planted deep inside of her, happily letting her do all of the work for once. And all of the work she felt up to was contracting her pussy around that wonderful, familiar cock. One pulse at a time.

Jack didn’t seem to mind. Eyes closed. Mouth open. No. He didn’t mind. Read more »

Blossoms [SEDUCE]

I bought the bouquet on impulse, as I walked through the underground labyrinth of halls and shops that surround my office building. The heavy aroma of life flourishing in winter, a scent captured and held richly thick in the stale dry air of the complex, caught my wandering attention and unconsciously drew my serious thoughts back toward home, evoking for me the woman who waited, anticipating my return. I imagined her smile, her warm needy embrace, and without realizing why my thoughts had taken such a romantic turn, I looked up to face the dozens of dark blossoming rosebuds.

“Hey, Mal, what’ll it be?” asked Cecilia. The small florist with her thick mane of colored hair and bright eyes had sold me ten thousand flowers during the past decade, arming me for courtships, engagement,marriage and now this.

“My love is like a red, red rose,” I recited. Burns is one of those poets who always seemed thin and reedy, yet forever popping off my tongue.

“Sure thing,” Cecilia said. “Dozen? Boxed, bundled or delivered?”

“Yeah,” I replied. “I want to hand her a bouquet, when I walk in the door.” Read more »

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A new experience with a Sugar baby [35M/24F]

The idea behind a sugar relationship was always unattractive to me. It wasn't the concept of taking care of someone financially so that they sleep with you because I'm comfortable taking care of others and have slept with prostitutes on occasion. It was the grey ground of not knowing what it really was. With a hooker you know exactly whats happening and you have no qualms that what is about to happen is just because you're horny and that person is going to satisfy you. With a regular partner, you have a chance to date and develop feelings. But with a sugar baby….it's almost all fake. There is no genuineness there that doesn't exceed the financial value that you give them. It's a total farce.

With that said, I still decided to give it a try. The other thing that was odd about it for me is that I'm actually a pretty good looking guy. I did it because I was honestly bored and wanted to see who would come my way. So enter this 24 year old beautiful European goddess with a 5'9 frame swelling with large breasts, tight features, and great hips. She is actually very smart, holds a great conversation and is passionate which I like. After a while of chatting we finally got together. Read more »

My hot fantasy fulfilled [m/m/f] [extreme] [trigger]

I came home from work last night and opened the backdoor to the house, entering the kitchen. I turned on the light and saw my husband tied to a dining room chair and he had a gag in his mouth. He tried to yell through the gag as he saw me but before I could turn around, an arm was around my neck and a hand on my mouth. I screamed a little and then saw the switchblade in his hand and he pressed it hard against my neck. He wasted no time tearing my coat off and pushing my grey skirt up and grabbing my ass and rubbing my pussy through my black lace panties. He cut the panties off with a knife as he used his arm to choke me. I turned around and saw he had a ski mask on. I tried to wiggle away and he pulled my hair and slapped my face with the knife on my tit. He tore open my blouse and most of the buttons hit the tile floor. Then he cut my bra off with the knife and grabbed my tits. He forced me down to the kitchen floor on all fours and spit on my pussy and fingered me. Soon I heard him unbuckle his pants and I looked up at my husband who was inching toward us by using his momentum to jump and rock the chair. My attacker put his cock inside me from behind and the first thing I heard him say was "Fuck…" He spanked my ass hard as he fucked me. I tried to squirm away and my attacker slapped the side of my face and scratched my hips and ass with his fingernails. My husband was close to us now and I was told to suck my husband's dick or I would get cut. Read more »

Redditor suggested that we fuck on an elevator…so we did. [m/f] xpost from /r/hastories

I was just musing this morning about an episode during my recent visit to stay with HA in DC that didn’t get mentioned in the midst of road fucking and ass play.

The second day, we decided to have lunch at a restaurant that’s on the 2nd floor of a hotel in DC. The hotel is 15 floors total. Lunch was fantastic, and we headed back to the elevator. HA hit the up button, and I gave him a confused look before he told me he had an idea…and something to cross off our bucket list (thanks for the suggestion, /u/vaginaassassin !).

The elevator door opened a few seconds later, and three people got off leaving it empty. We walked onto the elevator, and in one fluid and wordless motion, we dropped the shopping bags we’d been carrying, HA hit 15, and I unbuttoned my skinny jeans. As the elevator started its journey upward, HA already had his pants down far enough to expose his raging hard-on. He stood behind me, pulled down my jeans, and was inside of me as I bent all the way over to give him full access. I gasped initially because we’d already had so much sex that I was sore, but within a couple of seconds, the adrenaline rush superseded any discomfort. Read more »

Jennie’s New Pet [MMF] [Fdom] [Bi]

The blanket that Jennie had laid out for me was soft but thin and small, so I could feel the hard floor through it and I couldn’t really stretch out without moving off of it. The living room was dim, with only light from around the closed blinds. I was naked except for the collar that was starting to scratch my neck, and I could feel the cool air on my body. Despite these small discomforts, I was incredibly happy whenever I thought of my owner Jennie, and I thought about her the entire time I waited for her to return.

Jennie was the most beautiful woman I had ever known, and maybe even the most beautiful woman I could imagine. She was cute, pretty, and amazing, with a lovely face and a gorgeous body. Wherever she was, her energy filled the room and energized everyone around her. Her smile could a little frightening, but seeing her smile was still so very wonderful.

I thought about how I kissed her boots before she left with her friends Tom and Taylor. I remembered the smell of the leather and the feel of them on my lips and tongue. I remembered the joy of cumming under her command, the pleasure of serving her and licking her boots clean, and the salty taste of my cum. Read more »