Everyone in the world has their own personal brand of heroin. No matter who you are, what you believe, or how you think, you do. Now most people it isn't even an actual drug, just a craving, and an addiction they can't get rid of. And yes even I have a brand of heroin, for me it's a guy I've known for years. I know what you're thinking. But wait until you se...
This is part 2 of Pleasure Addiction. Click on my bio to read Part 1. The jist is this is the story of a married couple, John and Renata, who experiment with an invention that causes the recipient (Renata) to feel all the pleasure experienced by the transmitter (John) in an amplified amount. * My eyes creaked open. Morning light was beginning to enter the...
Note: The following is a silly little story I wrote in answer to a Story Ideas posting on the Literotica Bulletin Board. It's certainly not autobiographical like most of my work. I was just high and feeling whimsical so I wrote it at the request of member BlueFlame6178. I hope he enjoys it. ##### The chat rooms had become somewhat stale for him, and he had...
AN: Well, this is my first foray into the erotic, so I would very much like to know what you think. This is just an interesting little idea I've thought about off and on, in one form or another, for a long time now. I've struggled to decide whether or not to mark this story in the celebrity category, because real internet models will be used, but in the end,...
You wake slowly. Your head hurts and you're lying upon something cold and hard. The ground. What the hell happened? You remember riding your horse to the castle of the evil sorcerer. You fought the dragon that guarded the main entrance. Did you kill it? You can't remember. Opening your eyes, you raise your head, making the world spin around you. You feel lik...
I wish there was a way to not blame my parents for my TV addiction but I just haven't been able to find one. My earliest memory is of watching TV through the bars of my crib. I remember the safe feeling I got every afternoon at two o'clock when the brilliant glow from the lighthouse announced the beginning of the soap opera, Guiding Light. Come to think of i...
Sarah spent the last night at home attacking her husband. She wanted to leave him well received as she was going to be away for weeks at a time. He would only be able to see her during the holiday. Eating breakfast she got serious and wanted to ensure that he was okay with this plan of hers to turn herself into a super slut. The look in his eyes gave her to...
This is a work of fiction. Any likeness to anyone living or dead is purely accidental. No real locations were used in this story. No One was harmed in the making of it. I don’t condone rape, or anything that brings anyone harm at any time. This is purely Fantasy and probably shouldn’t be read by anyone….ever. All persons depicted in this story are fictional...
My name is Marvin James Brownstone. People call me Big Marvin because I'm a six-foot-one, 260-pound black man. I'm pretty in the face, though thick all over. I've always been a big and tall black man. I'm proud of my body, unlike lots of big folks who got self-esteem and body image issues. I'm healthy and I'm happy. What more could I want? There are certain...
I needed help! I was over the edge and no matter what I did I couldn't stop. I had to have it. It consumed my thoughts every waking hour and it haunted me in my dreams. The desire for it overrode all other concern; it interfered with my job, and with my relationships with others - if they couldn't help me get more of what I needed I had no time for them. Alc...