This is an ongoing confession, a detailed account of a perpetual fantasy I one day hope to live out. A private obsession, not so much about my needs, but about you, the submissive reading these words. If you're perfect, my needs will be met. ***** PART ONE: Are You My Dream submissive? Most women and girls reading this will be fantasists. That's okay, I'm...
Addiction. A simple-sounding word that has the power to take any man or woman to places they can only imagine. It is a powerful thing which even the strongest among us simply cannot ignore. My name is Alexander James Volmar and I am a big and tall young black man of Haitian and French descent living in the city of Los Angeles, California. Currently, I attend...
This science fiction story was started in November 2016. It's written from multiple points of view, primarily as the characters are introduced. This chapter, for those who care, doesn't contain any sex. However, the full book will contain sex scenes of the kind you may have come to expect [from me], as and where appropriate to the story. The story: After a...
This is a continuation of a story from the Cum Addiction storyline, along the "Your Daughter" path, which I wrote. I would suggest reading that story, but if you do not, here is a quick recap. John was a doctor treating a disease commonly called by the name "cum addiction disease". The disease made life difficult for those with it, as the...
"Did I just piss on you?" Don chuckled, "No, that was cum Annabeth. You just had an orgasm and came on my face." "Oh. Is that okay for me to do?" "Yes, perfectly fine." "Can I do it again?" "Get on your hands and knees and face the other way, away from me." Annabeth looked at him sort of puzzled, but did as she was told. Her breathing grew heavy and sh...
Too restless, I listen to the wind breathe through the screen on my window, always exhaling; it does nothing to sooth me. There is fierceness in me that pushes like the wind, radiating from my skin. Always exhaling; like a long slow scream that started five nights ago. My gums ache and my mouth is raw from its discontent. I can not sleep. I can not rest. I...
I had just turned 18 in December and I was college bound. I should have been at my high school graduation this June summers day and instead I was in a vacant classroom with a janitor named TJ trying to deep throat his monster black cock. I guess I began celebrating early. It seems since a maintenance worker named Sylvester found out I turned 18 in December,...
Cigarette trails guided my way to the beginning and end of the line. As it is, every weekend, young lovelies streamed out the door onto damp cobblestone path, slowly swaying hips and thrusting pelvises to the beat of the inner sanctum. People on the verge; sexed up and ready for anything. It was dark, the path being lit by a simple neon sign, Club One. I had...
Everyone has his or her vices. I've got mine and you've got yours. Here are some of mine. My name is Alan Burke. I'm a young Haitian-American man living in southern Massachusetts in New England. I'm not a native of the place but I like it. I'm originally from Haiti but I've been living in America for what seemed like forever. I am especially fond of Quincy,...
The new format and features that Literotica is developing are becoming addictive to some people. In talking with other readers and authors I found that I was not alone but I am a member of a large and growing group of addicts trapped in a cycle of Literotica stories. In my case, it all started one morning when I settled down into my routine with my second...