By 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 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 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 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 office break room buzzed with the usual midday chatter, guys from the sales team swapping stories about weekend hookups and bar conquests. I was 25, fresh into the corporate grind, and dying to fit in. When the conversation turned to bedroom boasts, I couldn’t resist jumping in. “Man, I’ve got nothing to complain about there,” I said, puffing out my chest like it meant something. “The ladies just love my big package.” It was
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] The fluorescent lighting buzzed faintly above as Ryan stepped into the small meeting room, the door clicking shut behind him like a seal of quiet judgment. The air was cool — too cool, brushing lightly against the thin fabric of his green polo. He tugged it down self-consciously, his fingers grazing the curve of his belt buckle, then looked around. The chairs were set in a semi-circle, facing a small folding table with a projector
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Amy pushed open the door to the tiny ladies’ room, the door clicking shut behind her in the cramped space. The restaurant’s Mom-and-Pop vibe meant no frills: just a sink, a mirror, and the toilet squeezed against the wall. She locked the door, her short skirt riding up her thighs as she hiked it higher. Her fingers hooked the thin strap of her thong, yanking it aside to expose her shaved pussy. She lowered herself
Read moreBy charmer949. [google-translator] A video infomercial was playing on a large screen as meeting participants arrived. A large printed warning label filled the bottom third of the screen. WARNING: The following commercial contains sexually explicit language! Anyone under 18 should leave the meeting area immediately. On screen, a tall, thin, gorgeous brunet woman opened the infomercial with these questions: *Have you always been unable to properly penetrate your partner, no matter how much Viagra you’ve ingested? *Have
Read moreBy TJA. [google-translator] Long before I met Sarah, I was at University in Brighton. Our paths may have crossed many times without even realising it, but alas, I had to wait to meet the love of my life. Anyway, for me, also a late bloomer, I was still a virgin at 18. I was always worried about my penis size because, although a very respectable size when hard, I was only about two inches when flaccid. So
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] The dinner at my new girlfriend’s old house had hit me hard. My stomach churned like a storm, and I bolted for the bathroom upstairs, the creaky wooden floors groaning under my 245 pounds. The place was a relic—peeling wallpaper, a tub that looked as if it hadn’t been scrubbed since the 1970s. I slammed the door and twisted the lock, but it felt loose, like it might give way with a strong push. No
Read moreBy Danny M. [google-translator] Lost my clothes, dignity, and girlfriend at a frat party… It was a cold November or December night in late 2000. My girlfriend Nancy and I 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 official Kappas. We arrived at the Frat house together. The place was already pulsing with loud music,
Read moreBy Probus888. [google-translator] My father, King Oswald IX, son of Oswald VIII, King of Bosworth, Lord of the Riparian Meadows, etc., etc., looked up from his paper-strewn table. Light flooded in from the mullioned windows, illuminating the manuscripts. He held a parchment in his left hand. “Young Osgood. Good to see you. I have been sent a request for you to marry Ellessa, daughter of the Baroness of Alezeur. We have negotiated a very generous bride price and,
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Davey, with his muscular physique and confident stride, enters the gym changeroom, a place he knows will offer him both pleasure and pain. He strips down, revealing his well-defined abs and broad shoulders, but as he unfolds his towel, his tiny dick, a source of both shame and excitement, is exposed for all to see. He feigns embarrassment, his face reddening, but inside, he’s thrilled, anticipating the reactions of the men who frequent this space.
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. [google-translator] Author’s Note: A comic strip inspired this story I read decades ago. Some SPH enthusiasts might remember it. ***** The dream was always the same. Somehow, I found myself alone on a beach, naked with nothing at all to shield my shame. Coarse sand under my feet, the harsh sun burning my skin, the water so clear and so pristine. It always takes a moment for me to put two and two together… I’m back
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Greg wiped the sweat from his brow as he shuffled to the front door, his oversized bathrobe hanging loosely over his obese frame. The doorbell’s chime always made his heart race a little, especially lately. It was delivery day, and that meant seeing Wayne again. The young black man had been dropping off Greg’s groceries for months now, but over the past few weeks, Greg couldn’t shake the feeling that Wayne’s eyes lingered too long
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