(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...
=== Friendly warning: This story includes piss play === ***** It's never easy starting a new business - even when you know exactly, what you're doing. But I felt confident anyway. My father was an excellent mechanic. He taught me how to repair cars and bikes as well - so well, that at the age of twenty-five, I was confident enough to move out of my hometow...
The buzzer had sounded ending the game. After shooting the puck along the ice off the side board I followed my team mates off the ice and toward the locker room. Fred Watts, the talented left wing on my line wearing number 28, came up beside me. The game had gone well for me. My short wrist shot at 14:13 of the third period had tied the score. It had beate...
Ch. 2: Orientation The first thing he noticed was the smell. Luke had gotten used to the stale air of the dorms, so when the scent of sweat, beer, and marijuana hit his nose he was jolted out of what had until then been a relaxed, weed-induced sleep. He barely had time to notice that it was 5:00 AM before a hand clapped over his mouth. He started struggl...
This story is purely fictional, however, will explore some of my deepest fantasies. *** It's been two weeks, I departed from my hometown in Maine at exactly the right time to catch that highway patrol guy. I was driving down that highway again, no cop in sight. I even pick up my speed a little in hopes that he'll stop me. I pull off at the rest area, and...
It was almost dark, just enough light to tell what's behind you and just enough dark to be alone on an empty highway. I noticed the sign for a rest area up ahead and I had to take a piss. I noticed a single head light coming up on me, and as it got closer, I noticed it was a motorcycle cop, I quickly checked my speed, as we all do, cruise control set at 73...
PART IV It had been a little over a month since my adventures in Mr Hamilton's classroom, and Becca hadn't bothered me for more 'favours'; Although in the back of my mind I kind of wished she had. Maybe that was a premonition as to what was ahead because no sooner had the season of miracles and granted wishes drifted in with a fresh blanket of snow, Becca c...
I had found him through a friend of a friend of a friend. He didn't look like much when we met in Starbucks to discuss particulars. In fact, he didn't look at all like what I wanted. "So, how did you settle on this?" he asked me. "It was a costume party," I answered. "I hadn't, you know, been much interested in or turned on by anything until then, and . ....
Being at university, you'd probably expect me to be knee-deep in sexual activity, but in my case things are pretty hard going. I am 18, and living in halls of residence with 7 other lads, all around about my age. The problem is I am gay, and am trying to keep it a secret from my flatmates for 2 very good reasons. Firstly, a couple of the lads are what you mi...
Author's Note: Sorry about the wait for this fourth and final chapter of Unrequited! All the time working up to finals week proved to be a little too much for me and it took a toll on the pace of my writing here. I hope this chapter lives up to your expectations if not the title of the series... I must say once again that I love you all and please keep the...