English Erotica Stories
Sex Stories in English
In Prom Night Josie Luker tells us about her did-not-go-exactly-as-planned senior prom. In the course of her story we'll meet Cherokee Canseco, Josie's best friend, Josie and Cherokee's fathers, Eric Luker and Robert Canseco, their dates for the prom Tim and Tom Oxley, and a certain limousine...
Linda Cummings did not understand why InGen Corporation had insisted on such a plethora of physical and psychological tests for an applicant for a sales position. However, she did know that she was desperate and the company's success undeniable. When asked to provide blood and DNA samples she...
Cameron Pierce and Sai Amin met at a high school technology conference in New York and although Sai lived in India and Cameron the United States, their friendship thrived. When Sai told Cameron about an internship in Noida, India's information technology center, Cameron applied. Cameron told...
I am starting a new mother-son story which I expect will see the light of day several months from now.
I hope all are doing well during the current crisis. May this story provide a momentary distraction.
Bree's clit was throbbing.
It was the same dream she'd had the night before, and the...
I was doing squats with Jo Anne and Cheryl, two of my three closest friends - my son had dubbed the four of us the "posse," a name we and most of our friends had adopted - when I felt a wicked pain in the back of my leg. Jo Anne and Cheryl must have seen it on my face, for they immediately...
Struggling to get comfortable behind the wheel of my Kia my son said, "Grandma sure enjoyed that."
He'd detected the subtext. My mother's gift, generous as it was, was also intended to... What exactly? Embarrass me, humiliate me, manipulate my son?
I said, "Yeah, she did."
An hour ago, at...
There had been many beautiful women through my office in the last four years, but I couldn't recall this girl's equal. She wore almost no make-up and she didn't need any; her skin was near translucent. She was, maybe, five feet, nine inches tall, and weighed about 120 pounds. Her breasts were...
Claire noticed her first. She said, "Look, its Mrs. Knight," and waved. I followed Claire's eyes. Mrs. Knight was sitting with a man, presumably her husband. He saw Claire waving and said something to his wife. She looked at us and said something to him. He motioned us over.
That he had noticed...
My daughter insisted she didn't lead boys on, they just followed. There was some truth to this. She never promised more than she delivered. Emmy was clear: she had no interest in a boyfriend and stopped at kissing. No guy at her high school could say he'd gotten any farther then a quick...
Years ago I knew this classy, pretty, smart, sweet, outgoing doctor. Everybody loved her. I happened to run into an article about her recently, started spinning a yarn around the memory of her, and this story emerged. Little of it, sadly, is true.
I don't have any plans for a sequel, but...
When the title of this story popped into my head I figured I'd unconsciously plagiarized it. It seemed too obvious not to have been used before, but when I ran it through Literotica's story search function I didn't find it. If you, the readers, recognize it, please let me know.
I've been...
Brent's parents went out of town. He threw a party. He invited a bunch of his friends; Cindy, his sister, invited a bunch of hers. It was a little wild, but I've seen 'em wilder. The house would be intact when his parents returned.
The music was going good, some kids were dancing. I was talking...
Angel, the narrator, is inspired by a woman I've been acquainted with for two decades. I've seen her grow from a teenager to a woman approaching forty; she is every bit as beautiful and sweet as the lady described in the story. Abuya is based on a doctor I met recently who is as classy and...
Michael Sadkins noticed the perplexed look that flashed across Laurie Reynolds' pretty face when she handed him his term paper. A glance at it showed why; there was not a mark on it. Michael looked left and right. His classmates' papers were covered in Professor Havel's tiny, elegant, and always...
As Dad prattled on I added an item to the list of things I'd never do when I grew up: tell war stories. You know, war stories. When some adult male (is it always men?) recounts a life event demonstrating that he is, or was, heroic, brilliant, wise, and/or brave. One of these stories might be...
A love story set in the Scottish Highlands. It came to me quickly. I hope you enjoy.
To all my readers from Scotland I caution I have never been there and any and all inaccuracies are wholly my own. My sweetheart and I talked about vacationing there this summer, but this virus thing deep-sixed...
The man interviewing me was a good looking man. Not a gorgeous man, but a good looking man. His musculature showed he worked out, but still he carried about ten pounds more than his ideal weight. Brown hair, a couple of inches shy of six feet, good nose, thin lips. He did have beautiful blue...
I extend an apology to all admirers of Cyrus the Great and the Persian Empire.
The buttapboo is solely a creature of my imagination.
I want to thank everyone who voted for Ricardo and Juliana, my submission to the 2018 National Nude Day contest, and congratulate the winners, DragonCobolt...
As the other students filed out for lunch Andy Johnson walked towards me, a thick yellowed folder under his arm. He laid it on my desk.
"I thought you might want this."
It bore the logo of Brigham Young University. Someone had written Kaminska/Hunter on it. I'd never seen it before, but I knew...
Jason had never been to a masquerade ball before, so he was pretty intrigued when he got the invite in the mail. It came in a fancy envelope with a old-fashioned wax seal. Even the invitation itself had a elegant look to it. The only thing he wasn't sure about was who sent it.
"So, who do YOU...