By 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 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
Read moreBy TakeItOrLeaveIt. [google-translator] ‘You said you wanted to fix this, fix us.’ There had been tears, tears leading up to this moment. But this was something different. Now, Sarah looked resolute. Now, Sarah looked unshakeable. Now, Sarah appeared righteous in her determination. ‘I do, I do want to fix this,’ I said, and god did I mean it. Cos, in the end, whatever else, I’d done this, this was my fault, I’d done this to us, and
Read moreBy Amazing-Quail697. [google-translator] When I was working in an office back in the day, I unexpectedly developed a femdom relationship with one of my coworkers. Most of the men at work had a crush on me, but one really caught my attention. I’ve always attracted submissive men who needed a firm hand to guide them. I guess it’s due to my naturally feminine, but dominant energy. His name was Alex – the new guy fresh out of
Read moreBy Little John. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2: The Ex… I was lying in bed, going over the events of the last few days, caught peeking, spanked, whipped, locked in a cage, made to suck cock and eat cum, when the door opened, James entered. “What’s up, man?” I say. He walks over to the bed, slaps me across the face. “Where’s my respect?” he shouts. “You call me Sir!” “Sorry, Sir. You just surprised
Read moreBy Potato7953. [google-translator] Some years ago, I lived in Malaysia and started seeing a beautiful Malaysian-Indian woman named Rima. She was about 5’2″, very skinny, very petite, with golden brown skin. We went on our first date together, and at the end of the evening, she invited me back to her place. When we got there, it turned out to be a whole two-story house, which was empty except for her. This was really unusual, especially in
Read moreBy zhorvath. It had been a few months since Carlotta and I broke up, but I still wasn’t over her. She was the most incredible woman I’d ever been with, and I knew I’d never pull someone like her again. I always knew that she hadn’t been delighted; despite the long nights and deep conversations, the gifts and trips and fancy dinners, and the life we had started talking about building together, there was one thing I
Read moreBy RandyKneeling. [google-translator] Ours started as many cuckold relationships do. It had been close to a year since my longtime girlfriend, Alexandra, and I first talked about her fucking someone else, but only three weeks ago that it got real. All those months we teased each other with the idea, fueling our passion with the fantasy of another man. It was my fantasy at first, and she had to drag it out of me. I was so afraid she’d be
Read moreBy camplife4us. [google-translator] My wife is the shy and quiet type. She struggles with dirty talk in the bedroom. I enjoy talking dirty to her, and I enjoy her talking dirty to me. I like being humiliated and dominated on occasion, and we’ve played with this some, but my wife is very timid to talk dirty about much, even if it is just role play. We went to the bedroom a couple of nights ago, and both got cleaned up
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part One Here Read Part TWO Here ***** Part 3… A week dragged by in a haze of frustration and shame, my balls still aching from Tina’s nails, that weak dribble of cum haunting my every jerk-off attempt. None of them satisfying, just edging me closer to madness without release. Mom finally cornered me one afternoon, her voice firm as she handed me the keys to her old car. “Luke is out of town
Read moreBy WMAF_obsession. [google-translator] My name is KEVIN. I’m a 26-year-old Asian guy. I live in San Francisco, where it’s impossible to ignore the huge number of WMAF couples. I’ve seen so many Asian women walking down the street arm-in-arm with white guys. Also, some of these Asian women will smirk at me. (My Asian male friends have also reported similar looks from Asian women and sometimes from the white guys they’re with. They enjoy rubbing it in.) So
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] The steam from the shower still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapping a thin towel around my waist. My heart hadn’t quite settled from that awkward moment earlier, bumping into my sister Tina right outside my bedroom door, buck naked after chugging that Pepsi. She’d stared at me, her eyes flicking down for a split second before she muttered about needing to pee and bolted to the living room.
Read moreBy Jim Priest. [google-translator] My name is Jeremy Smith. I don’t have a profession because I refuse to be part of the bourgeois system, due to the oppression of the masses. This is my lifestyle choice. It is my right to be supported by the welfare state. Middle-aged, I like to think of myself as fit and good-looking, even if my dick is small at three and a half inches when hard. I like the sight of a
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. [google-translator] Jack had always thought of himself as the kind of man who got what he wanted. He worked hard, he looked the part, and he carried himself with the crisp confidence of someone accustomed to being taken seriously. Louise, his wife, only amplified that image: a former fashion model, still stunning, with the poise of a woman who knew she was desired wherever she went. They were, by every measure, a perfect couple. Except behind
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] The afternoon sun beat down on the street, the air thick with the scent of fresh-cut grass and motor oil. Timmy, walking beside the Brown’s house, noticed their garage door was open, and he could see a pile of dirty clothes sitting near the laundry that they had in there. Now, Timmy had the hots for Mrs. Brown. She was a total MILF, her caramel black skin and big curvy body always turned him on.
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