As you sit watching TV while your wife gets ready for a girls night out, you are not able to pay attention as you just feel your penis strain against the chastity cage. You had been looking forward to this night all week knowing you would have it to yourself. It was during these rare moments where you could fulfill your girly desires you had never dared shar...
Hello to all. This is Part 4B the Hallmark-ish version. It has no real relationship to the other items I have written. It's a continued commentary and idea formed around a common argument between a friend and I. While he is a Tech Guy, he has an absolute abhorrence to the idea of an AI companion. While I, being more in the Luddite and troglodyte realm, think...
I wanted to grab a fucking bottle of vodka and chuck it. Or throw it. Or burn it. Extraordinary stress, huh? Yeah that is what I am feeling. Damn pissed off at Daniel. We had an argument last night about where we are headed and in the midst of it, he said we should part ways for a while. Part ways, my ass. I hate it when someone call quits to a relationsh...
Pamela was yard saleing, Going to yard sales was one of her Saturday morning rituals. She seldom actually bought anything but slowly picking through other peoples junk was a good way to relax and get to look though other peoples lives. The things people thought might sell were amazing and were often as unique and informative as asking direct questions. At le...
My wife Valerie's little "bon mot" about the fact that the guy with the big cock was actually the husband of her friend from work set off little alarm bells in my head. Val was certainly smitten with large cocks, my friend Robbie and her big dildo being good examples of that. Could she be having some other ideas? I let a few days pass and then brought it u...
Chapter Eleven – Claiming Her Ass The next several weeks went without much incident. Eric spent much time as he could at home teaching protocols and rituals to Cass. But there were still times when she was at home alone for her to practice. It went well for the most part. He gave her encouragement and praise when she accomplished a task well, and punished h...
"Attention, passengers. Please note that the Fasten Seatbelts sign is now on. We are starting our descent. Please ensure that your seats are in the upright position, the trays are stored against the seat in front of you, any bags are stored securely under the seat, and your seatbelts are properly fastened. The current time is 8:24 pm, and the temperature at...
Author's Note: This is a weird time in the story to be changing categories! These two chapters probably won't make a lot of sense unless you've read chapters 1-6 that were posted in the BDSM category. Apologies - I'm still figuring Literotica out. I realize I probably should have been posting this story here the whole time, as it's basically medieval flavore...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses sure had me figured out. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websites...
Having accepted the terms that Jill and Dawn agreed to, Mark and I were sent off with the others respective mate to the nearest bedroom. That was the polite way to put it. More bluntly, we were swapped. We'd been primed by a slightly better than average porn flick, and then rushed off to partake in a one hour tour of each others' bodies. The only major stipu...