PROLOGUE: Nicole had been living at the Saint Agatha's Orphanage in Cottonwood, Rhode Island, for just over a year now; her 18th birthday a few days away. She'd come to stay at the orphanage when her parents had both perished in horrific train accident while traveling from Rhode Island to New York for an Easter celebration; she was nearly 17 at the time and...
Author's Note: Chronologically this story takes place before the events in the Jacqueline and Victoria stories posted here at literotica. It introduces friends of those two. So, I apologise for confronting you with a lot of (probably) new characters and some background stories, but I wanted to get Jacqy and Tory out of the one-on-one cocoon in which the othe...
Hi! I'm Izaya and this is my first story, so criticisms are appreciated, either as a comment or to my email on my profile. Chapter 2 will up in a month or two, or whenever I get around to finishing it. Chapter 1: Arrival Abigail let out a deep sigh as she surveyed her new room. It was sizeable enough, with a single twin bed fit snuggly in one corner and a...
IN HER COUSIN'S FOOTSTEPS- Part Seven They began the journey home under beautiful clear skies with the top down and hair blowing in the warm breeze. The weekend began with so many questions, most of which were answered. Neither girl had ever felt so free, so liberated, so self-aware - but they both knew that there would inevitably be moral and familial c...
A/N: Another story featuring submissive Sarah and her Mistress, Rebecca, from my earlier stories "The 14th Anniversary", "My beautiful Sub" and "Choosing Corner Time". It takes place a few weeks after Sarah received her permanent collar from her Mistress, about seven months after their first meeting. Note on the timeline. "The 14th anniversary" and "My beau...
To the Reader: this little tale is part memory and part myth. The cove and the two women exhibitionists are things I remember from a trip in Northern California. The supernatural elements are inspired by the nickname a lover gave to me, "Siren". --Giada ************************************************** It was a lonely stretch of road we were on and everyt...
Marta had never explored this part of the country before. She had heard her friends mention it as a holiday destination, but she wasn't intrigued to explore it. As she drove along, the roads got emptier and the inhabited places were sparse. With ten miles to go, Marta was convinced that her satnav was leading her to the middle of nowhere; she expected to fin...
Hi, my name is Julie, I work as a security officer, and I drive men wild. Women too, if you want to get technical about it. There's just something about an athletic woman holding a night stick that gets people's blood running hot. I saw her the first time when she went into the building looking rushed, blond curls flying and business suit a little too wrink...
My girlfriend bought this really old looking furniture piece last week. She said it had origins in Egypt I think, but I wasn't really listening. She likes antique things, and I like a happy horny girlfriend. So I will let her get whatever weird shit she wants. That being said, it was dusting day when she brought it home. She's pretty high up in her career, o...
The story continues from Katie's perspective: I was so wiped out from what had occurred Sunday that when Jackie and Tina left, I managed to push some of the hay she left for us into a small pile. I then crumpled on top of it, and felt into a deep sleep. For some reason I had dreams where I was a Pony, and Tina was brushing me down, taking extra special care...