14 Sin-sational (and Goody Two Shoes) Gifts for the Single Girl This Valentine's February 14th...Valentine's Day...when we celebrate love and couples. But for the single girl, it is one of the toughest reminders of our status...single. On this day especially, it is the nastiest of curses. Everywhere we turn, we are reminded of being alone: the flower vendor...
(Please note that this story is bilingual and you can read the french version after the english one. / Cette histoire est bilingue, vous pouvez lire la version française après la version anglaise.) Welcome to this [Quest.] The principle is quite different from other multiple choice stories, you choose and influence the elements of the story by letting a comm...
She went to the same seedy little dive, every month, on the third Sunday for the last 14 years. Any other day, she was in the real world, working 8 or more hours a day, going home to her empty house and doing the same monotonous thing day after day after day. But on this one Sunday, she would be transformed...she took great pains on preparing herself, her h...
14 Even though Willow's words affected Buffy a whole lot, once she went to see Angel she felt better. He was able to confront her in a totally different way. He held her, wiped her tears and listened to her. That was a plus factor that her previous relationships lacked. Though Riley had all that going for him, though there was something missing. She wasn't...
Tales of the Sexual Healers, Chapter 14, Isolde enters the World of Mozart (Mozart's Dream) I found myself in Vienna, called to the bedside of Herr Mozart. He had been suffering for a while, his beloved Constanze had left him. He was composing the The Magic Flute. Drowning his sorrows and plagued by visions of his deceased father, he alternated between hall...
Night One The blond girl hung her head in shame. She had displeased her master yet again! She was no novice, or at least so she thought. She had been playing the game for months now. Why, oh why, did she forget the clamp?? The one little item, the one most important little item!! Hadn't he said specifically to wear it to his house that night? What a disappo...
It was a good day traveling which was rare for me. I didn't have to travel much for the company, but every time I did, it was "less than pleasurable", let's say. Up until I got to the hotel room, everything went off without a hitch -- plane took off on time, landed on time, made my transfer, second flight went well, etc. It made what so very shocking thing h...
(This is my fifth story for Literotica) Here I am. I don't know where to begin. I am on my knees, behind a garden shed at a house in Islington London. I am wearing no top or bra. My 30D tits are absolutely covered in cum. There are drenched in jizz. I have never had my tits covered in so much goo. This must be the messiest I have ever been. The sun is o...
14 Winston Lynn faded from my life like an unfixed print exposed to direct light or as the vibrant colors of some fish dissolve into dead grayness when they are caught and pulled from the water. Her work now entailed much more travel than ever before, with trips to the west coast or New York several times each month. More and more frequently I found myse...
Chapter 14: 'School Dinners' One of the things a good slut learns is never to pass up any opportunity to be bad and the school lunch break offers any number of chances for me to engage my naughty side, especially when you have a willing accomplice like George. Today, for example, I had one of my impromptu 'school dinners' with George. He picked me up just a...