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"...As he spoke, Ramer grasped the waistband of Lilly's thong and eased it down to her ankles. With a hand on her father's shoulder, she stepped daintily out of her underwear, keeping her legs together in a ladylike fashion. The preceding events had made her realize she was going to be expected to be naked for our benefit, and she had evidently resigned herself to her fate. Fighting the urge to cover herself, she stood with her hands at her side, her pussy on full display as the crowning exhibit of her completely exposed body. She had a perfectly shaved landing strip about an inch wide running from the top of her slit. Ramer remained crouched beside his daughter and proceeded to instruct us on his methodology.

"He extended his index and middle finger and, after aligning them vertically and positioning them over his daughter's landing strip, then gently and easily slid them between her legs, nestling them against the length of Lilly's labia, the base of his fingers resting against her clitoris as he continued:

"'Notice her landing strip is precisely the width of the gap formed between Lilly's legs when she is standing up straight and ladylike. It draws attention to her clitoris and creates a visual rhythm which effectively frames the cleanly delineated lines of my daughter's external genitalia."

"Lilly had gasped slightly as her father's fingers made contact with her vagina, and as he talked her eyes closed, she bit her bottom lip, and we were almost certain that she began to rock ever-so-imperceptibly against his hand, taking advantage of his hands-on educational technique to quietly masturbate herself. Ramer took no notice and abruptly withdrew his fingers, causing Lilly to pout momentarily. A few knowing chuckles went round the room..."

https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=1255288&page=submissions

Hey all, Literotica has been part of my life for a long time, and over the years I've written a series of stories I add to periodically at the link above. As I continue to new chapters I'd certainly welcome any thoughts or feedback :)

The stories take place in a near-future where young women are raised and groomed to compete in a coming-of-age celebration called the Festival, where they will be released to the general public as sexual beings.

After a girl celebrates her Festival, all eligible men in the community are tasked with her sexual education and care until she is married, and a girl's primary responsibility is to work hard to master her craft at the hands--and cocks--of any man that has something to teach her. Challenging lessons can take place nearly anytime.

The stories revolve around sexual ritual/ceremony, exhibitionism/voyeur and first-time themes, along with light bondage and a degree of incest. The stories don't deal with hardcore s/m or reluctance/violence. They're certainly not revolutionary in their content, but I've tried to craft them well.

I'd love to hear any responses or constructive thoughts, as well as any ideas you may have for further adventures. Thank you for your time!
 
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If you're into Mary Jane Watson and/or tentacles, give my latest Mary Jane and the Doc a go. It's a fun, breezy romp re-imagining the end of Superior Spider-Man, as well as taking a few fun liberties with the Marvel universe at large. If there's interest, I may write more in this universe with different characters.

https://www.literotica.com/s/mary-jane-and-the-doc
 
A Girl on the Bus - After Covid-19

I've just dropped the latest chapter of my Girl on the Bus series, which started as flash fiction then grew in length as it progressed.

This is the first of two add-on parts, and looks at intimacy in these times of Covid-19 and social isolation.

https://literotica.com/beta/s/a-girl-on-the-bus-after-covid-19

Word cloud: https://worditout.com/word-cloud/4157731

I remembered the taste of Delilah. Her honey was darker, bees landing on red velvet roses, her lips a dark pink. In the morning light two months ago I'd finally seen the colour of her nipples, big dark-brown circles on her breasts with a small darker nub at each centre, when she lay back and looked at me. God, those eyes. The way she looked at me like she did that first time, on the bus. Her slightly crooked teeth, her smile. Perhaps I loved her. I didn't know. I knew longing, that's for sure. Maybe I even knew lust, or couldn't tell the difference in the warm light of morning.

Take me again, Adam, love me twice. She didn't love me, Delilah, but she'd taken me into her house, she'd welcomed me into her body, she'd let me sleep by her side. We still met from time to time on the bus, each with our own timetables; but late meetings at work meant we didn't see each other every day, or even every week. We weren't committing to each other, nor committed, but we were still commuting, on and off, into each other's lives. It was all very gentle and slow, two people becoming more intimate, becoming quieter together.

We weren't rushing. Because of that, our sex was the same, slow and gentle, neither of us in a hurry. We both got to know each other's body very well, and slowly we were finding what was inside us, what made our bodies work with the other. She'd discovered that place, just inside my hip, where a touch on my skin made me tremble; and I discovered a smooth place in the hollow of her thigh where she nearly died. That's what she sighed, anyway. Adam, I'm dying. Do that again.
 
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Wheels in Motion -New series

The first chapter of my new series, Wheels In Motion has posted. It is a slow building, lesbian romance, likely to run about six to eight chapters.

You can find it here: Wheels In Motion - Ch. 01

A short excerpt:

I had no reason for the butterflies in my stomach. There was no doubt in my mind I could do this, but the noise from the thirty thousand or so people lined up behind me wasn't helping me with the nerves that came from lining up for my first ten-mile race.

Three UH-60 Blackhawks did a pre-race flyover in formation. The crowd ooh-ed and aah-ed while I suppressed a yawn and adjusted my sports bra. I'd flown as a flight medic on a Blackhawk for more than two years, so I was less than dazzled. My therapist at Walter Reed had suggested that seeing them up close again might cause me anxiety issues, but so far, I'd had no problems.

When the Army Golden Knights parachute team dropped in carrying the American flag for the pre-race National Anthem, I was more suitably impressed. The six jumpers landed one after another on a bullseye three feet across after dropping from five thousand feet above the Pentagon. That was nothing to yawn at.

The worst part for me was the playing of the National Anthem. When the opening bars started, the urge to jump to my feet was overwhelming. Three years in the Army had drummed it into me that I should be at attention, saluting the colors, but I wasn't in uniform anymore. Nor was I standing. I had to be satisfied with sitting up straight, hand on my heart.

When the last note faded away, I listened to the cheers of the crowd behind me while I put on my baseball cap and adjusted my ponytail. I donned my sports sunglasses to shade my eyes from the brilliant fall sunshine. I checked that the Velcro wrist straps on my gloves were snug, and then grabbed the push wheels of my wheelchair and rolled closer to the start line.


I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
 
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Part 2 of my 12 part Agatha Allbut serial is up, and the rest will be posting over the next month of so. They have been submitted.

A shy nerdy girl only does missionary until... well no spoilers but she does... things...stuff...
 
Friends to Lovers

It all started out so innocent, but now Tim’s in an open polyamorous relationship with two bisexual girls, they share a foot fetish, Beth likes anal occasionally, and Tim’s slept with a ghost (female). Sarah’s pregnant with Tim’s child, and (spoiler alert) Tim and his professor (she’s slept with him too) are about to make a world-changing scientific breakthrough. Next year is Tim and Beth’s wedding, set for the same date as Sarah’s due to give birth, and one of the wedding guests is Tim and Beth’s first joint lover, with whom they enjoyed a whirlwind and sometimes tipsy romance last summer.



https://www.literotica.com/s/from-friends-to-lovers-5
 
When the Cat's Away (the mice may play)

Hubby's coming home and Claudia has made big plans to show him just how much she loves him, or maybe for him to show if he is still love with her (read the previous chapters and you'll see just what the mouse got up to whilst the cat was away). It doesn't go to plan, an excuse of being tired quenching her fires. He does though leave her with the most wondrous little black dress and an invite to dinner the night after. Even better, the two of them are staying over for the night.

Will Claudia enjoy her meal; starter, main course and even creamy desserts?

https://literotica.com/beta/s/when-the-cats-away-ch-09-1

Oh, and there is something about a floor to ceiling window with a view across the night-time city, which makes you want to stand and stare.

Welcome your thoughts.
 
Corruption

Long time reader of erotic fiction, but just started putting some fantasies in writing during covid 19. I have a lot of fantasies stored up, so this series may develop quickly before this crisis is over! Constructive feedback is welcomed
 
My latest story has just come out...

It's called Sauce for the Goose. It's an incest/taboo story. Annie Clemence is a bored housewife who discovers that her husband is sleeping with their teenage daughter. She decides to get her own back and sets her sights on her hunky teenage son...

https://literotica.com/beta/s/sauce-for-the-goose-4

I hope you enjoy it, and welcome any feedback.
 
A Girl on the Bus Part 8

The second part of my Covid-19 social isolation story is out:

https://www.literotica.com/beta/s/a-girl-on-the-bus-pt-08
I'd seen Delilah masturbate before, usually resting in my arms. She'd take me and drain me, and half an hour later she'd want more, before drifting into sleep. But, getting older, my recovery wasn't what it used to be, so she found it best to pleasure herself quickly, my cock semi-hard against her thigh or in the cleft of her bottom, her fingers sliding in our post-coital cream.

She'd come, often silently, her faster breath broken by little animal sighs from the back of her throat, her fingers stroking each side of her clit. She'd always nuzzle her lips to my neck and anoint me with her fingered cream and the lingering taste of our come. She'd hold my head to her breast while I sucked on a nipple. She touched herself easily, knowing her body so well.

But now, bent forward over the kitchen bench, she was different. Perhaps it was the blatant animal offering of her stance, maybe the different mood, the game; but whatever it was, this was a new Delilah. She was more vocal than ever before. As she played, teasing her lips apart to show me the folds of her sex, she began to urge words at me, inviting me, taunting me, displaying herself for my rapacious gaze.
 
The Quarterback Wore Panties

Hi all,

The first part of my panty fetish story is available to read and already getting some nice ratings.

The-quarterback-wore-panties-Pt-01

Nick Franklin, a struggling quarterback, pays a visit to his old high-school friend’s family estate. He’s planning for a long overdue catch-up and a night of movies in the new home cinema, but secretly hopes that Ted’s younger sister, Sara, will also be home. An old high-school crush, Nick never quite managed to get it together with her, but maybe she’ll remember him?

Following some unexpected news, it’s not long before Nick’s shocking secret is uncovered by Sara. Even with Sara’s mother in the same room, he’s soon caught up in a web of mind games with the shamelessly promiscuous temptress. Inevitably, the hunky but naive young athlete finds himself distracted from movie-watching and stars in his own scene, running against the clock.

Can Nick beat Sara’s game when she is calling the plays, or will her knowledge of his secret pantie fetish lead to fumbles?

Pull up a seat, grab some popcorn and join the secret and erotic world of the pantie fetish. Featuring hot women (and men) that crave the feeling of delicate silk brushing against their skin and just can’t get enough of wearing panties.
 
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My latest piece. Super freaking proud.

Robin struggles with urges that go against everything she stands for as a woman, and as a professional, but she’s at the end of her rope and her willpower is slipping. Something has to give.
 
Genestealer Series (Nonhuman)

Hi! Just saw this thread, and I'd like to promote the first two chapters of my first published work on Literotica, the Genestealer series!

An alien threat arises in the town of Lafayette. Will humanity be able to resist its siren call, or will they become part of its invasion?

This story contains gay/futa/mind control/transformation themes. You can read them here (1, 2). Chapter 3 is already underway, and should be up soon (tm)!

Thank you!
 
For Loving Wives fans: Sitting In At Blackjack Illus. Poetry

For fans of the "Loving Wives" section, I wanted to let you know of my 'Illustrated Poetry' submission, "Sitting In At Blackjack", link here: https://www.literotica.com/p/sitting-in-at-blackjack-1.

It tells the story of a virtuous wife who dares to risk that virtue to fulfill her husband's fantasy. It is told with a series of limerick poems, each accompanied by an illustration. Here's a link to a 'teaser':https://www.literotica.com/i/strip-blackjack-limerick-teaser-alt
 
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Requested - a critique on ROD Adventures

BDSM Con,NonCon critique

Hi, I am relatively new to Literotica but I have been a prolific non published author of BDSM and other non con stories.

I took one of my major story arcs in BDSM and updated it (an ongoing series) to better suit publication on Literotica (and arguably vastly improving the original in the process).

I am up to 5 of the currently 9 chapters but writing chapters daily as the original extends though quite a period so this is catch-up rewriting and edits to fit the new Literotica version.

With 5 chapters submitted taking us to the first sex scene I wanted to ask for a critique of story to date.

Specifically the following aspects:-

The overall plot idea and it’s plausibility for readers. I have used authentic research and real locations to add to the authenticity.

The other important point is that the artefact in effect leads to being able to handle any non con in a consensual way. In effect it’s designed from the story perspective to create any sexual BDSM event in a consensual way.

So critique on this plot and as written does it come across as plausible. It features throughout the story arc the research side.

The second main critique is how I handle the characters. Are they realistic? Their thoughts and motivations.

Related to this are the relationships between the characters. In particular between the two female characters Michelle and Sophie. These are two best best friends from Primary school. They support each other. Of course I am writing as a Male but when I write their parts I want the readers to feel this relationship they have with each other.

The second very important relationship is between my main character Professor King and in what will be part 7 will become my slave in training.

For me the main focus will be to show my take on the special take on the D/s relationship between these two central characters.

Finally also an important feature will be the SM part of BDSM as King is a sexual sadist. His sub will understand this and seek to satisfy his needs. I am keen though to ensure I always show the ‘duty of care’ that a Master owes his sub even as the sadistic side is hard. Of course when the time is right exploring sub space with his slave will be explained.

Here are the 5 parts published to date

https://www.literotica.com/s/rod-adventures-ch-01

https://www.literotica.com/s/rod-adventures-ch-02

https://www.literotica.com/s/rod-adventures-ch-03

https://www.literotica.com/s/rod-adventures-ch-04

https://www.literotica.com/s/rod-adventures-ch-05

Brutal One
 
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