As far as one's eye could see, the hills rolled away in cascading waves of luxuriant emerald. This was the best of East Africa. These were the hills Ernest Hemingway had fallen for. And here, nestled among them in a charming hollow, was where Rebecca Trudeau had made her home for the last eight years. "Benedict!" she called out, twisting in her lawn chair b...
It had been a long tough summer. My company had assigned me as usual to be the lead on major development project. For the past four months I had worked seven days a week, twelve plus hours a day. It seemed all I did was work and sleep. I seldom even had the energy for a stress-relieving jack off. The big celebration party and large bonus check after the suc...
The Characters and situations are from the working class areas of Northern England and some of the situations and the working class language may upset some readers. The names have of course been disguised but otherwise this is what "Silvie" told me when I bought her a few rum and cokes in the local pub. * Hi I'm Silvie and I do voluntary work for Dr Hargre...
Starring Julie, Sherrie and guest star Sam "Oh honey," Sherrie cried. "I forgot about the time. I have to give another talk this morning, an early bird riser lecture. I'm going to be late as it is and I have to change clothes. Damn, I simply must go, honey." Sherrie leaned over Julie and kissed her passionately, but not for too long. She quickly threw her c...
It had taken Evie a few minutes to open the shock collar box, and familiarise herself with the instructions. The device came fully charged, luckily, and before long she had it up and running. It was essentially just a small box with a battery pack and receiver that could be fitted onto a collar or belt through a pair of loops. It had two metal contacts that...
This story is based upon a photo series, "The Bet", by Italian photographer, Andrea James Bramley, who recently signed up on Literotica under user name, BramleyAppleTheForbiddenFruit. I write this with the permission of both he and the model featured in "The Bet", and with his collaboration. He especially helps with some of the Italian phrasing, which I don'...
Author's Note Imagine a large, luxury yacht, transformed into a floating kink club—two performance spaces, gourmet meals, and dedicated personal escorts—making a regular circuit around the Caribbean. Men and women might book anonymous passage on this ship for a relaxing week of sex tourism. Local girls might flock to it as a way to make more money than the...
Prior to reading this, please read Hardwired 1: https://www.literotica.com/s/hardwired Hardwired 2.1 There is a princess in a tower, guarded by a dragon. This is the truth. The tower is no true tower, but a heap of lies piled upon lies, until the stone that was once at its heart has withered away to nothing. The princess wears no glittering gown or jew...
Taylor was born and raised in Grayson, Kentucky, a rural, scenic little town with a population of about 4,000. He'd had a fairly typical small-town American life, was handsome, outgoing and popular and played wide receiver on the football team in high school. He'd dreamed of playing in the NFL, being a superstar athlete, marrying a supermodel, or marrying...
An Erotic Robot Girl Transformation Story CRASH! BOOM! Z-Z-Z-ZAAAAAP! "Damn it! Fuck! Crap! No, no, no, no, NO! AAGGGHHH! Goddamn piece of SHIT!" THUNK! BAM! THOCK! Tik-tik-tik-tik-tik. Looks like it's going to be another one of those days, Elektra mentally groaned. Miranda, genius engineer, expert on robotics, possible mad scientist, love of her life, w...