Waking up one Sunday morning in November in a big bed all alone was all I could take. I'm sick of looking for love and not finding it. From this point on I'm done Searching for a man to love me. I have my Cat and that's all I need. I look over at the pillow next to me and there is my furry little buddy. He is sound asleep and sensing me looking at him he str...
"The mass of the rich and the poor are differentiated by their incomes and nothing else, and the average millionaire is only the average dishwasher dressed in a new suit." ― Down and Out in Paris and London Beneath the monumental tires of the gigantic limo, the husky, brown scorpion ― sunning itself adjacent The Palms Hotel ― popped like kerneled corn on a...
My wife and I live in a very nice quiet neighborhood and know all the people who live on our street. Our daughter has a friend who lives on our street. They've been friends since they were in 7th grade but now both have now turned 18 and graduated high school. Her friend, Addy, is basically part of the family as she comes by nearly daily and hangs out with u...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip – California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this one. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of This...
(Note; this story belongs in the same series -- and the same future world -- as my earlier Restarted, parts one and two, Thanks for the Memories, The Transgression Solutions, and Once Bitten, Live Twice. You don't have to have read any of those to understand it, though.) * There was one other person in the clinic's exercise room when Stephen entered the pl...
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Author's note: This series is my homage to the manga and anime series, "Baki the Grappler". Yes, I know there are about 3 different mangas and, I think, 2 different animes with different titles, but I'll just call the whole thing "Baki the Grappler". So, meet Bachiko. Any resemblance to the original work in terms of characters, plot and theme is entirely int...
Having met at my place for drinks, and having discussed our pictures on the Amateur Photography threads at Literotica, and ending up masturbating next to (and on top of) each other while looking at pics of Libby going hard-core with her former boyfriend, Libby and I were now down by the pool mulling over a new idea. "You know..." she had said; she had been...
The basic facts of this tale were relayed to me by a friend that I trust. My attorney tells me that I have changed the names and circumstances enough in his real life story of woe that no one could ever successfully sue me for defamation or a related cause of action. However I do believe that the "tradimento" – i. e. betrayal – comes through as loud and clea...
After collaring Robin, my new slave, I took her in my arms and cuddled her in my comfy arm chair. We simply sat in each other's embrace for awhile. I think she was feeling safe. I was feeling sated. Cuddling was nice. Too soon I began to think again about all there was to do. Taking on a slave carries a lot of emotionally and physically. Cuddling was nice, b...