My mother had just died. She was my only surviving relative and she left only two things to me: about $200,000 and a book. After collecting these things I back home where I met my roommate, Freya. She became my roommate about a year ago from England, and we got really close, but she was gay so nothing ever happened between us. She and I shared the house an...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting...
My name is Georgia Antoine. I'm a six-foot-one, busty and delightfully voluptuous, big-bottomed young Black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Kennedy College, and currently I'm in my junior year. Life at Kennedy College is okay, if a little boring at times. That's why I make my own fun. This boring college campus is too tame...
Note: The term "Master" is not to specify gender, my Master is a female and prefer to be called Master instead of Mistress. ----- Crackling from the fire filled the air, while the warmth from the burning mass of sticks and logs warmed our flesh. The night was quite, not even allowing the animals wandering at midnight to call out to us, and best of all? Th...
I felt faint and nauseated; I reached behind me, put the toilet seat down and sat. Why was this woman stalking me? What did she want? I need to be around people to get her off my mind! I got up and walked out of the stall to the sink to check myself in the mirror and fix my hair. Trying to regain my composure I walked out of the bathroom. I met Jessica in t...
*full disclaimer this Erotica is meant for LESBIAN WOMEN, however you are welcome to read regardless of gender and orientation. *** Claire was invisible. Every day she had been pushed and shoved around in school. She got good grades, she kept her head down, she was just the kind of girl to be quiet. She was valedictorian of her class, and always was wearin...
Flight Attendance Part 1 - Take Off I stepped into the foyer of our apartment, relieved to be able to put down my bags and kick off my shoes. The best part of a business trip is coming home. Knowing you are waiting for me. Twenty-four hours ago as I boarded the plane I had held an image of you, fired by that last crazy night of phone sex – me in the envel...
Author's (lengthy) note: I have finally returned to Literotica. Every week I will be posting one episode from the first half of Sex in Society, Season 1; episodes 1-5 this spring, 6-10 over the summer, and 11-15 in the Fall. I like to think I've improved a lot since writing Mistle Family; which has been largely absorbed into this series, so lovers of Jenni,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor, and no, I do not want an editor. Yes, there's too many people keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category, yes this is stupid shit and yes I suck....
I was so nervous. I was almost to the restaurant where Emma and I were supposed to meet for the first time. I squirmed in my seat, sharply reminded that Andrew had ordered me to wear my butt plug for the meeting. I grumbled to myself, I knew I would be squirming and blushing so bad. Andrew also ordered that I tell her if she asked why I was behaving so oddly...