"Stu are you available?" the text read. Soon answered the message. "Available in the evening or on Friday." "Friday it is, be home at 6 p.m." Signed Ela. As requested I was knocking on the door a couples of minutes before six. "Hello Stuart, come in darling." Angela said. "Hello Angela." We kissed softly on the lips. "Would you be kind and get some coff...
Finally, the many years I’d spent had led to this Hour of Triumph! First the search for the Cave of Wonders where the Lamp rested, then following the less-than-worthy Gazeem’s demise there, I was forced to seek out the ‘Diamond in the Rough’. That should have been enough for me to obtain the Lamp, yet somehow within seconds of my obtaining it, the Lamp and...
Thomas knew his jizz was trickling down his hazmat suit and his right glove was too sticky to touch anything of value, but he felt like he had to see this through. Stafford, Lara, Christine's roommate, was lying on her bed in some sort of a trance, ready to be mandhandled in any way his overlords had scheduled. He looked back at Christine. Her petite shape l...
I was reading a review in which a Literotica author wondered why her cuckolding stories so often produced enraged comments, a question I too have often had about such stories. I mean why read what you don't like, it's not like authors don't often warn reader with their story titles or a preface paragraph. Why read, presumably jerk off, and then attack the au...
Casey and Greg were drinking coffee at the dining table in the morning and were surprised when Jolene's bedroom door opened and Cassandra, still naked, emerged holding Jolene's hand. Casey had noticed Cassandra's car parked out front last night and just assumed she'd had too much to drink and had taken an Uber home. As soon as Cassandra spotted the couple...
Julie followed behind her beloved Madame as they walked up the steps. Julie had worked at Madame's brothel since she turned 18. She remembered how she went to Madame after she was thrown out of her house. Julie's mum caught her in bed with her father and was furious and made Julie leave. After a brief stint as a street walker Julie was brought to Madame and...
The doorbell rang for the third time. I had no other option than getting myself out of the bed. Being alone at home on a Sunday morning does not guarantee peaceful sleep, I thought, while walking towards the door. "Good morning, Mr. Handsome." "Radhika? How come...? Were we supposed to meet today? Did you call before leaving? Sorry, I didn't check the phon...
Submissive wife chapter 1 By Sheila and Bill This is a true story. We are an empty nest couple that very much love one another but found ourselves in a rut. That would be a sexual rut. We have both always love sex but neither of us had any drive and appeared to have lost interest in fucking and sucking. But I am happy to say, I am now his submissive wife a...
Author's note: This story is mainly a description of what it might be like to be a ponygirl slave, for which purposes it is set in a vague dystopian world in which ponygirl slaves are objects of use, and not selves to be cared for. There has been a conscious attempt to cover all aspects of such a life, including those that I would have been inclined to shy a...
I need to write. No wants or desires in it. For me, it's truly a need. There's no particular rhythm to my musings, except for the natural rhythm of life events that spark my creativity. Over the last year, my life, perspectives, limits, and understanding has twisted, warped, and evolved to the point that some days I hardly recognize myself. This has drawn me...