Part 3
Innocent girl trapped by mobile app called Dream come true
I sat onto my bed, still in that sweat-soaked orange top, the damp fabric stick to my skin like a second layer. My phone buzzed in my hand, and I opened the DCT app without even thinking, curiosity tugging at me like a restless itch. It was enough to make me ignore the nagging pressure in my bladder, I clenched my legs tighter, forcing myself to hold pee, too caught up to care. The screen loaded, and line by line, the app's details unfo...

All characters portrayed in this fictional story are 18 years of age or older.
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King of the Thrill
I remember when I first began to masturbate. As a youngster, it was a new and exciting pastime; a diversion; an unspeakable act of personal intimacy.
Now, as a young adult, it seems that everyone wants to see me ejaculate. Word has spread around about the young man who can produce more semen, and launch it further than anyone has ever seen, or heard of....

Business Sense

Chapter 3 - Confession
I hadn't set an alarm, so I had no idea what time it was when I next awoke. Checking my phone, I found that it was still early, but late enough to be worth brewing coffee.
While the coffee machine was bubbling, I sauteed mushrooms in olive oil. Half were for my avocado mushroom toast, but the other half were for Jenna. I'd told her I'd be willing to cook her an omelette. It had been a long time since I'd made one, but I could remember how. She'd brought a b...

The summer had started badly. I'd had a temporary job for a month, but the employer didn't decide to keep me on. I'd had some arguments with my girl friend and she'd suggested we have a cooling off period.
I recounted my troubles to my Aunt Helen. She gave me a hug and said she had a friend who might be able to help me. "I'll give her a call and hear what she can suggest."...

CHAPTER 5: RENIC AND ROXY
For four days, Tina Lafay was kept just at the edge of climax. Hung upside down in the highest room of the Tower of Wails. Naked, bound, and tormented with a sentient vibrator that teased her to the edge of orgasm then shut down just before she could feel the realest. This was her punishment for sneaking more licks of her Queen's pussy than she was permitted. She was allowed down to sleep, eat, and bathe. But her hands were bound and the moment she was finished with whatever tas...

Thank you so much for your encouragement! I was having one heck of a writing crisis! All feedback is welcome, including typos! Apologies for the lack of formatting, new to literotica! Well, posting stories at least!
Chapter Two -- A Purchase
"Dot, darling, would you please stop dawdling!" Her mother's impatient, long-suffering tone was justified. A rare occurrence. She had been dawdling....

Hey guys it's me and this is a story which occurred while online dating. I was 19 and he was 24 at this point. I met a cute white boy on Tinder and we immediately matched, We were both just looking for hook ups and we loved interracial sex. So after three days of texting we arranged out meetup.
I decided to meet up with him, so he picked me up at our arranged meeting point. We immediately went to his house and we got a drink from his refrigerator and proceed to chit chat. He even was funnier in person an...

Tyler walked into the security office with his adrenaline pumping. "Come sit." his boss tells him.
He takes a seat in an uncomfortable foldable chair across from his boss's desk. His boss is a big guy who clearly doesn't do a lot of walking. Figures that he would get a desk job where he sits in a chair all day. He begins to speak, "you said you were in the bathroom, right?"...

Time passed.
Life for a cock, deep in the butt, is a beautiful thing. It just feels right. Sublime. Anyone who's been there knows that. No cock would want to leave. When it's your mother's butt, and your first time in any woman's butt, that's real special. Zach was loving where he was, even if he wasn't all that lucid at the moment. Victoria was loving where she was, doing what any mother would want to do--give it up for her son. Understanding him, what he needs, and what a joy to be able to give him jus...

To take one's lover to the heights of passion is like a hot air balloon ride. The journey of our lovers and siblings goes to new heights. Which incidentally also takes one to the depths of love.
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Jack
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Ten minutes before my alarm went off I woke up. My body clock does that. Carefully I got out of bed and turned off my alarm. I could see a faint outline of my naked sister in the blue light of phone chargers and appliances that insist one should see them all the time. I stretched...

Chapter 1: Brave New World
It was cold. A biting cold that went straight to Katlyn's bones, but that was normal for this time of year and she wasn't focused on that at the moment. No, what had her full attention was the shambling bulk of flesh and distorted body parts thundering after the sledge carrying her companions. The sounds of dead trees shattering under its bulk as it bulled forward echoed through the forest....

After Sonia's stunt with Nate, we kept in touch--casual, scattered calls and emails over the next year, nothing heavy. Life pulled us apart; Tara and I were married, work was a grind, and Sonia's world stayed quiet until she dropped a bombshell: she was getting married. "I want you to meet him," she said, voice bright but edged with something I couldn't place. Work swallowed me whole--running my own team now--and I couldn't make it happen. She tied the knot anyway, and I figured that was that. Then, post-we...

It has been a while since I have shared any of my experiences on this site. However, I have felt so naughty recently; I could not resist posting about one of my most recent experiences.
Firstly, let me introduce myself. My name is Geraldine, and although I try to be very discreet, I am a very naughty crossdresser. I am in my mid-twenties, and the more I have gotten into crossdressing, the more I have concentrated on my figure by going running to keep my waist slim as well as doing squats to make my arse ...

Fire Escape Neighbor
Spring was brutally hot and sticky. To make matters worse, the air conditioning in my apartment building wasn't working. And building management didn't care. Their only efforts toward repair were lip service. My fourth-floor apartment sweltered day after day. Sleep was elusive and fitful....

Tuesday April 20, 2010 10:00PM
I am sooooo tired. I can't write very much but it was a weird day and I know I promised so I'm doing it.
Laura was a total whack-job today and I had to ignore her until after practice cuz Melissa basically knows we're doing each other! I mean, not really, cuz I'm not going to tell her that but she was all over me in English and kept whispering if I liked kissing girls now and I just had to turn to her and ask her what the fuck her problem was and she just made stupid fac...

It's a Sunday and I'm out for my usual walk through the woods. It's a beautiful day out. Sun is shining, warm but not hot. I like to explore the woods while I'm out, so I walk off the beaten path through the woods, taking in nature. I hear a noise and I pause to look around, thinking maybe a deer or something is moving through the trees. I start walking in that direction. Again I hear something, but I don't think it's an animal. It almost sounds like a voice, so I continue to explore to see what it is....

The next day was Friday so I worked from home. Focusing that morning had been hard. My mind kept going over what had happened last night and imagined what might happen tomorrow.
Interrupting my reverie, my phone buzzed.
It was a text from Ryan: "Try on the bikini. Now."
I stared at the text before replying....

Jean-Michel sat leisurely in the open-air section of the cafe. He seemed to have been in deep meditative thought behind his large onyx shades, but secretly he was leering at the attractive young coeds zipping past the coffee shop heading to the lecture hall building in the city.
He was in town, visiting from his native Martinique, giving a lecture about his sculpture and painting series to the undergrad fine arts class. A cushy gig that scored him a tidy apartment nearby the campus....

Day one.
A slight jingle rang out as Logan crossed the threshold of Seventh Day Finds, the noise swallowed by a thick, honeyed quiet that hung like a curtain of old memories. The store carried a blend of scents--aged oak and a hint of rosewater, laced with the faint must of neglected fabrics. Shelves sagged under a cluttered mosaic of oddities: glassy-eyed ceramic cherubs, a moth-eaten hawk poised in mid-strike, and a vintage phonograph entangled in its own cracked vinyl, silent but brooding. His wiry bu...

This is a multi-part story with a slow build-up. I hope you enjoy this story of gradual submission and feminization. If you're looking for sex scenes, move on.
Chapter 1: Icarus Wings
Normally meeting a young lady who you would be proud to introduce to your mother is a source of joy. Yet nothing about this was normal. I'm not your typical young man. This is not your typical relationship. I did not have a typical upbringing. And my mother is anything but typical....

[This series deals with detransition kink. If that's not your thing, that's okay, please just click away. The events and characters depicted in this series do not reflect my real-world opinions about my or anyone's trans identity.]
CW: rape, forced detransition, coerced breeding
A few weeks go by and you get raped almost daily. Most of them come inside you, unable to resist their urge to breed you....

[Disclaimer: this story deals with misgendering kink, which can be off-putting to people who aren't familiar with it. If that's not your thing, that's okay, please just respectfully click away. This is a kink fantasy that does not reflect my actual opinions about my or anyone's trans identity.]
You weren't sure about the idea of signing up to be on display at a fakeboy pussy exhibition, and now that you'd arrived, you're still unsure of whether it was a good decision. They gave you $1000 to be the main e...

I shifted under the covers, seeing the grey light of dawn beyond the slit of my eyelids, and yawned. I wanted to sink back into a doze, but the sensation of my bladder approaching critical was enough to temporarily rouse me, long enough to slouch to the toilet and back.
I glanced over at the slumbering figure next to me, eyes closed, face calm and composed... god, he didn't even snore, his deep, steady breathing passing silently. I sat up for a moment, admiring him, one arm thrown up to rest above his he...

Humiliation and Submission
In a cramped rental room in the urban village, a dim yellow light spilled from a beat-up chandelier, casting shadows on the peeling walls. The air stank of sweat, cheap perfume, and damp mold all mixed together. A flashy sissy hooker stood by the bed, ready to service her client for the night. She flicked her eyes at the burly migrant worker, all bulk and eagerness, bit her lower lip softly, and let a teasing, hungry look slip out....

Author's Note: This story is set in the fictional country of Nordland, a small island nation in the North Sea between the UK, Norway, and Denmark.
This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places described in this narrative are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental....

The Retreat
Chapter 4
"Good morning sunshine!" a cheery voice called, waking Sara as sunlight streamed into the room.
"Time to get up and at 'em!"
Sara sighed as she opened her eyes only to see Gail's smiling face greeting her.
"Come on sleepy head. You've got another big day ahead of you!"...

Roped and 'Branded'
Friday night. I arrived home... late, hungry, and horny. My Girl was in the kitchen, cooking spaghetti and meatballs. Not the Tex-Mex steak meal we had discussed this morning.
"Not Tex-Mex?" I asked with a bit of mock exasperation. I sidled up to her and wrapped my arms around her bare midriff. Smooth, soft, flawless skin. I nuzzled her neck, my 5 o'clock shadow tickled her. I slid my hands under the crop top to cup her breasts. She doesn't normally wear a crop top. I got in a few ...

Whenever I need time for self-reflection or a life-changing decision, I would journey into the woods for my personal vision quest. I would do it only during spring or summer because I prefer to be completely naked as I wander deep in the forest.
Being naked while surrounded by nature has always overwhelmed me with a sense of freedom that I can never have anywhere else. With no other soul for miles but me unclothed and alone, I can freely explore, run, swim, cook, eat, read, sleep, masturbate, dance, and ...

Chapter 4: The Isle of Man

There are a number of different kinds of kalaks... are you listening, Doctor?
"I'm trying hard not to," said the Doctor grumpily.
They were on the last leg of their journey, having taken a stratoliner from Tel Aviv to London, and now a smaller plane from London to the Isle of Man. The Doctor was trying to hide his increasing concern for Sophie. Did she get away safely? Did the kalaks really let her go? The Doctor still wasn't sure how much he trusted the kalaks in gen...

The rich scent of coffee filled the air as the espresso machine rumbled to life. A thin ribbon of dark liquid streamed into a porcelain cup, releasing a warm, intoxicating aroma. Satia watched patiently, inhaling deeply as three shots poured through, their scent curling through the space.
"A pinch," Satia murmured to herself, flicking in exactly that amount of salt....