It had started out as some naughty fun. A way to show my Hubby some extra love and help get ease some work stress. Two weeks later and here I am, standing in the kitchen with a bottle of latex shiner, polishing up my outfit so that it's at optimal gloss when my favorite person arrives home from his day at the office. Lube-slicked hands moving fluidly over bl...
In the center of a dark warehouse, five men stood around a table lit by an overhead lamp. Four of the men wore black business suits, the head of an up and coming crime boss in New York with his three bodyguards looking over the goods presented on the table. Across from the table was a man wearing a full body hazmat suit, a representative of Advanced Idea Mec...
"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light." ― Groucho Marx The three-legged Chihuahua scampered across the sickly-lit camino, on a collision course with its panicky prey. Loping behind the beast were its minions ― a pack of the same variety, but each with four limbs. For whatever reason, these "complete" counterparts weren't able to keep pa...
Junior Year Abroad—Part 1 This is part of the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. This is the story of Jim & Marybeth, and eventually others, of course. You can expect daily installments. Special Note to the 1* and 2* trolls who haunt Literotica: This is a short story, so it will be easy for you to just skip it altogether (why even bother...
As my girlfriend left for work today, it had now been six months since the last time we had sex. I was so horny all the time I found myself masturbating just about every time she was out of the house. This morning was no different. There I was on the bed jerking off into a pair of her panties, when all of a sudden there was a knock at the door. I was so star...
Old memories of an old mattress, the stench of old cigarette smoke hanging in the air. I know. Objectively, that sounds gross. But it sets the scene for some of my favorite memories. I remember little of specific nights. But I remember bits and pieces, like bits of glass glued together haphazardly, creating the mosaic of who we were and are. In such a way...
The Beginning We talked about it. It had been our bedroom fantasy for months and we were ready to go to the next level. Imagining my wife getting blacked is an ultimate fantasy of mine. I've been fascinated by these ideas for years. One day, by accident, she found my browsing history and confronted me. What initially was a suspicion and disappointment for...
Amy Life -- life as he knew it had never been the same since his accident a few years previously. Now life was empty; without work, without a steady income. He'd never anticipated that life would turn out like this. He spent his days trawling Tinder and pof, looking for women to chat too. He'd chatted to many women, he felt he could write his own book abo...
It was Friday afternoon, and the middle of summer. That meant half the staff at the agency was off, and probably at the beach. Raven told me today was special, and I would have to wait until after work to find out why. So I waited, patiently. There wasn't much I could do, so I put my feet up on my desk. I intended to nap. But suddenly a voice said, "There's...
Chapter 11 This is the last chapter I have written, there are about the same number outlined. If people want more, I can finish the story. There was a noise that woke me up, a scream I thought. It took a few seconds to figure out where I was. It was still dark out, but I could make out the silhouette from the lights of the city. Laza was fucking Nancy wi...