By ClassicalBallad. *A tall and an intentful Sabrina walks into her sister Lucy’s house. Lucy is frazzled.* Sabrina: Hey, it’s me. Lucy: Oh, thank goodness you’re here. I wasn’t sure if you got my message. Sabrina: Of course I did. What’s going on, Lucy? Lucy: Can we sit first? Sabrina: Sure. Lucy: It’s about my son. He was… masturbating earlier this morning. But it wasn’t just that. He was… He was watching me shower. Sabrina: Oh, sis.
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Tyson fidgeted with the edge of his napkin as he waited at the small corner table in the cozy Italian bistro. The soft hum of conversations and clinking glasses filled the air, but his stomach twisted with nerves. He’d agreed to this blind date on Donna and Mike’s insistence, mutual friends who’d sworn it would be a good match. At 22, Tyson wasn’t exactly swimming in dating options, especially not with his secret weighing on him like
Read moreBy LOAAC. Read Part ONE Here! ***** Part 2… I woke up to the familiar sound of the shower running–the rhythmic patter of water against tile, punctuated by soft, muffled moans. The sheets beside me were cold, rumpled where Aria had been. The indentation in the mattress still held the warmth of her body, the faint scent of sex and sweat clinging to the fabric. I rolled onto my side, listening. The shower glass was fogged, but
Read moreBy deepestshames. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Andy was at a loss for what to do next. Eva had left for her friend Charlotte’s house, and he was no longer in the mood sexually. He’d downloaded Grindr and started a profile, but he didn’t finish all the setup steps to use it. He wasn’t feeling very hot or sexy or anything. And he was getting tired of having that dildo up his ass pussy. He went ahead
Read moreBy zafar. [google-translator] Not so smart era. This happened to me over 20 years ago, before smartphones were invented, and Nokia ruled the phone market, and you didn’t need to charge your phone daily. I can’t remember the exact phone I had, but it might have been a Sony Ericsson (a quick online search suggests it was similar to the Sony Ericsson K750). It had a tiny screen and physical buttons. My wife at the time got the
Read moreBy Salomeee. It all started after I turned 18, when my Mom and I moved to Baltimore in the glorious year of 2002. After breaking up with her latest boyfriend, she found herself in dire financial straits and accepted an Assistant Manager position at a textile plant in Sparrows Point. It was not an easy decision. We lived in Santa Monica, right across the country. Worse for me, I was in my last year of High School, but
Read moreBy SubmissiveScribe. [google-translator] Mark was still buried deep in his work when Cindy poked her head through the door of his office. “I’m off now, Mark. So, see you tonight at the party, then?” Mark smiled wryly. “Right, thanks for reminding me, Cindy. I would’ve forgotten all about your birthday if it hadn’t been for you mentioning it about 500 times.” Cindy was a bubbly young intern who had been excitedly reminding everyone in the office all
Read moreBy ZTomInAustin. [google-translator] This is based on a quirky idea my wife and I have discussed. I have been trying to hone my AI Prompt skills, and this is the second result I thought was worth sharing. ***** The lounge at the Embassy Suites was nearly empty on this Wednesday night in early spring—soft amber lights, smooth jazz, only three occupied tables. My wife and I had chosen it deliberately: upscale but quiet, perfect for the debut
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! Read Part 2 HERE! Read Part 3 HERE! ***** Part 4… I’m left slumped in the armchair, chest heaving and skin slick with sweat. The taste of my own cum clings to my throat, bitter and shameful, but it grounds me in this haze of submission, my tiny dick softening against my thigh, spent yet already stirring from the afterglow of her dominance. The living room feels too quiet now, the echo of
Read moreBy NothingStranger. [google-translator] Read Part ONE Here. Read Part TWO Here. ***** Part 3… I was almost at my limit. I didn’t want her to stop, but I knew the risk if I finished when I wasn’t supposed to. I was desperate, though, and the grip of her dainty fingers on my tiny little cock felt so incredible. I moaned into the gag. I wasn’t sure if it was a warning to stop or a plea to
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! Read Part 2 HERE! ***** Part 3… My tiny dick, barely softening, throbs in my loose grip, slick with the remnants of my earlier mess. I release it for a moment, slumping back in the armchair, the leather creaking under me. The house feels emptier than ever, silent except for the distant hum of the fridge. She’s out there, living her wild night, while I’m stuck here, chained to this chair
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! ***** Part 2… The minutes drag on like hours, my tiny dick throbbing in my fingers as I edge myself on the couch, the photo of her creampied pussy burned into my mind. The living room feels stifling, the scent of my own arousal hanging heavy in the air. I glance at the clock—half an hour since her last message. My phone sits silent beside me, mocking my wait, but deep
Read moreBy LilDean. The cracked screen of my phone lit up with Debbie’s name—same as always, just ‘Debbie,’ no heart emoji, no pet name. I hadn’t changed it since the breakup. My thumb hovered over the notification as the AC unit rattled, as if it were coughing up a lung. Her message was simple: ‘Hey Stranger 😜 How are you?’ Like we hadn’t spent six months tangled in each other’s beds, her teeth marks still faint on my shoulder.
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] I’m alone in the house, a prisoner of my own insecurities and desires. The silence is broken by the familiar buzz of my phone, a sound that sends a jolt of anticipation through my body. I pick it up, my heart racing, knowing it’s her—my Sue—sending another tantalizing glimpse into her wild night out. The first picture appears on the screen, and my breath catches. She’s there, my beautiful, confident Sue, surrounded by laughter and
Read moreBy LOAAC. [google-translator] It’s hard to believe this adventure began 10 years ago. On our 2015 anniversary, I took my wife to one of our favourite restaurants for dinner. The summer sun was just starting to set over Vancouver, and the golden-hour light was twinkling off our mocktails. My wife, Aria, was wearing a beautiful floral dress that plunged enough to show some of her ample 36C cleavage and was tight enough to emphasize her hourglass figure
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Cindy stood on the cracked sidewalk of the rundown street, the hood’s distant bass thumping from open car windows mixing with the frustrated hiss of her stalled engine. Sweat beaded on her pale forehead under the late afternoon sun, her short pink skirt clinging to her slim hips, and the cropped top barely containing her padded bra. She was miles from home, her tiny dick twitching nervously in her lacy panties as she popped the
Read moreBy Nslait. [google-translator] Hottie Island, a small Caribbean vacation destination, was popular with the young and rich. It was summertime with hot temperatures and sweaty humidity. Most tourists spent their time in the water or sunbathing on the beaches at their luxurious resorts. Alcohol and drugs were rampant. Most of the locals were poor and desperate for work. A new Island official was elected who was corrupt and ignored laws to enrich himself and his inner circle
Read moreBy LID900. [google-translator] This is probably a ninety-plus percent true story I published on Literotica, but it was my first story. I made many mistakes and reshaped as much as I could. ***** It was a cold night in late 2000. My girlfriend Nancy and I, Danny, were both nineteen, college sophomores. The only thing was that we went to different schools. She had just finished pledging her sorority, and we were going to her first party as
Read moreBy VerbalAbuse. [google-translator] The tall, hairy, heavyset man lingered near the waterline, occasionally stepping into the shallows but rarely venturing far. His caution wasn’t due to the waves; despite the overcast sky and the breeze, the sea was calm. His reason for being at the clothes-optional beach was simple: to watch women — that, and to hang out in the nude. His barrel-shaped body was covered in thick hair whose color was fading from age. A small
Read moreBy TakeItOrLeaveIt. [google-translator] Read Part One HERE ***** Part 2… I woke at just gone midnight, balls aching and the steel of the cock cage pinching against my shaft and cockhead. I clutched at the cage and pulled up, trying to relieve the pressure. I turned to Sarah, the key, threaded on a silver chain, hung between her breasts. I thought to wake her, the soft rise and fall of her chest, the whistle of her breath
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