The first time, he was dressed in a Santa suit, ringing the bell at the mall. His thick black goatee and mustache had just a bit of silver, and he looked like a Santa I'd like to have come down my chimney on a cold winter's night. I'd offer him some cookies and eggnog, and invite him to stay by the fire with me, and then some. I threw a couple of bucks in th...
Chapter 3: Under Orders © sadierosebermingham 2004/5 "I am 'not' givin' you a key, that is my last word on the subject!" Rayne Wylde did not look up from the broadsheet newspaper spread out in front of him. His dark hair tumbled forward obscuring his pale features and he ran long fingers though it absently, resting his cheekbone against the palm of his han...
I'm Dan. My lover, Rex, calls me 'Princess' as in his little fairy princess. He told me how tonight's date wanted me to dress. Very specific. Three inch strap on spike heels. An ankle length skirt. I chose my dusty blue wool one. A see through blouse. I'm wearing my pink one with the frill collar and cuffs. Panties, no bra. I put a little rouge on my nips....
It was a mistake to have come to Central Virginia, but not, I think a mistake to have stayed. Stuart had seemed so right when we found ourselves in New York as we both were completing our English doctorates at Colombia, but in the four months between when he had taken a position in the English department at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville and w...
It didn't occur to me until I had driven up to the Ravens Roost Lookout on the Blue Ridge Parkway in response to that long ago request by Dabney Belcastle to be here at a precise time on this date that this was the same date, two years later, of my first meeting of Belcastle in this exact spot. I'd had the date circled in red on my calendar for several month...
[This is a completed five-chapter novellete, with chapters posting twice a week and the work completed posting by the end of the third week in February 2011] It surprised me later that I'd seen the white Bentley convertible with the tan leather top before I focused on him. When I did see him standing there, smiling at me, trying to get a good look at the...
Hi guys, it's another made-up race fanfic, based on my crazy ideas. Reviews appreciated, and all that. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------- My name is Kevin. I'm a wolf-human hybrid. Like the Scalians of yore, I'm a hermaphrodite. That's the way, generally, for cross-species hybrids. We run around on Volland, a planet about the size of Mars i...
(Posted to Literotica to mark the Halloween season, this story fulfills a request from a reader, James A, for a satin fetish story.) Count Gregor Arninov towered over his elegantly dressed host and hostess in the foyer of their winter dacha as his sleigh was being brought around. He was leaning over them and holding the admiral's wife's small silk-gloved ha...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Stallion Lust Simmer the stallion grunted as he w...
My God, I thought; What have I done? I just let this total stranger empty his bladder on me, and then I suck his cock and eat his load... who knows where this guy has been? The brief moment of clarity broke my trance-like obsession with servicing the man who stood before me. I was suddenly acutely aware of where I was; I was kneeling on the filthy tile floo...