My name is Peter, and I am probably not a sex robot. I can distinctly remember not being a sex robot. I had kids, a job which was only about 85% unpleasant, a house, a car. Granted, the website does say "Every FuckBuddy[TM] comes with its own unique backstory!" And the website did have a picture of me on it, shirtless, with SOLD! blazoned across it. And Trud...
Hello, reader. Firstly, I would like to thank you for clicking on my story. At this point I can't assure you that you won't be disappointed; in fact it might be most honest to warn you of impending disappointment. There is not any actual sex in this story, and why you would come to literotica.com to read a story without sex is simply beyond me. But if you're...
If you are reading this from the location of my publishing you would know this is a wife sharing/cuckolding story. If you're not into stories with this kind of content please politely move on as this isn't for you. If you're the type of psycho that just likes to write ignorant comments without an explanation or helpful advice: get fucked idiot!! For the rest...
I often re-read stories that I like. My bookshelves groan with the weight of books collected over the last sixty odd years. To re-read the stories from the Literotica web site needs, at the very least, a note of the titles and authors. I lost track of three stories before I started making notes! Furthermore, on holiday at our caravan there is no way of conne...
I'd been happily married to my wife, Erin, for more than a decade. We've both enjoyed a reasonable degree of success within our careers and enjoy a comfortable life with two beautiful bi-racial children who wanted for nothing. I am a black recreational bodybuilder, just under 6 feet in height and usually weighing around 240 pounds, usually with at least four...
James reached down an toggled on his computer. The system booted up, accompanied by the usual beeps and whirrs as he settled down in his chair. Ordinarily, there'd be an amusing sound byte too, but the hour was late and James didn't want his wife to hear him in here. Not that she'd really do anything, but he didn't want her to see what kind of sites he plann...
I'm an average guy. When I was young I became very ill. The doctors had a difficult time keeping my temperature under control and it spiked to 108. When my parents were able to take me home, I was different. Something that made me who I was had disappeared. It terrified my parents and left me mystified. I was no longer interested in some old hobbies and ne...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This follows Memories as Fantasies, published in BDSM, however it can be read independently, A few caveats. It involves a double gangbang and group sex, as well as a touch of incest, and some wife swapping. Mostly it's about my own submissive tendencies, and a husband who wants to...
I'm finding out that I tend write a BTB story for fun when I come into repeated contact with arrogant and totally full of themselves assholes. It has been of either sex, different ethnicities, religions, ages, or socio-economic groups. Someone who lies about anything to get people inflamed, who doesn't give a shit about anybody else but himself or his/her bu...
She sits in her SUV, a block away from Jonathan's condo. All of his neighbors are home from work, a few are out in their yards cutting the lawn, some are watering or tending to plants, small groups of two men or women speed walk up and down the side walk. As she replaces her earrings and her necklace, she can feel a knot grow it the pit of her stomach. Eve s...