In part one, Jessica Harmondon-Smithers, a successful city businesswoman finds an old friend apparently destitute in her neighbourhood. The woman, Clarissa Stocks-Johnson was a model and Jessica's schoolgirl crush at their expensive boarding school. She takes her in and tends to her, releasing a dominant and bi-sexual tendency that has lain suppressed and un...
Author's Note: I'd just like to say thank you to everyone who wrote me and game me the great feedback and compliments after my first chapter. If you haven't read the first chapter I highly recommend you do so before reading this one mainly because this chapter will make much more sense that way. Introduction Hey there, Eve again. This chapter takes place a...
This story is a collaboration with a new friend I met on Literotica. Due to personal reasons, he could no longer contribute to the site. After reading all of the delightful stories of iraussieguy, I couldn't resist working with him on this story. I hope you enjoy it. The symphony ended and the audience in the concert hall erupted with a standing ovation fo...
(Author's note: as so often, this one swirls around the categories a little. There is an element of the fantastical, but please don't expect a fantasy in the sense of a full-on chains and orgies BDSM extravaganza. This is a tale of two people 'most remarkable like you', feeling their way towards a little spice. If you like to read about dungeons and racks, y...
The rivals were Becky Johnson and Stacy Willis. No one would have ever imagined the two girls used to be friends. It was long ago back back in middle school when they swore they'd be best friends for life. Becky's parents were more than satisfied with her choice of friends. Stacy's would have rather she hung out with someone else. Someone closer to her own s...
I awoke the next morning before Mistress Elizabeth and managed to quietly slip out of bed without waking her. After using the toilet I padded down the passage on bare feet to the end door. I opened it slowly to hopefully avoid any squeaks, switched on the lights and gazed in awe at the dungeon and its equipment. I remembered the gynecologist’s examination c...
Author's note: Apologies for the delay in submitting this chapter. Life has been hectic. I would recommend starting with the first two chapters, if you haven't already. It is not my intent or design to offend, so please be aware that this story has been written for adults of a particular kind: it is unlikely to be everyone's cup of tea. I filed this sto...
There she was again, strutting into the kitchen like she owned the place, dressed in her usual outfit, a pair of torn bikini panties and an old bra. Brenda kept her eyes focused on Karen, pissed off just at the sight of her, wishing she could wipe the smirk off the bitch's face right then and there. Brenda was wary when Tracy had asked her whether her siste...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is chapter nine of ten and the story will only make sense if you read it from th...
Welcome back, readers. I hope you enjoyed the first three instalments of my travel story, where I went to Thailand and gradually (or not so gradually) lost my inhibitions. I gave in to temptation, experimenting with things sexually I'd never done in America. I'd fucked an Aussie in a public place, had a dalliance with an older Thai masseuse and I'd even fuck...