On London's Great Portland Street, there is a row of gloomy mansions that have not changed appreciably in the last century. There blossomed the romance of Michael Lovel and Jane Marwood. It was a story so bizarre in its beginnings, so fraught with suffering in its outcome, that the old house, which witnessed its birth and infancy, might well look melancholy...
Diane and Michael ate lunch, chatting amiably. She felt almost as though she was living in some kind of twilight zone; they were both naked in a gorgeous kitchen, her with a sore ass, and there was nothing in either demeanor to suggest that this was anything other than normal. It felt good though, to be like this. Despite the discomfort of sitting on the cha...
Laura Franklin's weekend school was proving so successful that she was now scheduling weekend sessions twice a month. Laura aimed at middle-aged adults who longed to return to the strict discipline they had likely experienced back in their own school days when caning and spanking were common. She had recruited one of her old teachers, Melody Haynes, who was...
This one is for Tim, who shares my love of shame. It was hard enough for me to get used to Emily's having a regular boy friend. My younger sister would of course continue to want me to clean her when she returned from her now quite frequent dates. I knew that she had this secret pleasure in my experiencing a first tasting of each time her boy friend fucked...
He is her Master. They've been together for a while now. Both enjoy each other and the relationship they have between them. Even through the ups and downs - it all works out in the end. Lessons are learned as they move forward, bettered by her servitude to Him. He sees her once a year. She will take any time with Him. But this year promises to be differen...
(Author's Note: I did change the tense of the story from present to past tense. I just find it easier to work with and what I'm more used to. This was by far the hardest story to write with the difficult balancing act involved. As with all of my stories, all characters are eighteen years of age) * He can't help but to smile at how compliant Angelique has b...
This is my first attempt to write erotic fiction. It seemed natural to me to give my tale specific locations, Loughborough, Leicester and North London, and a specific time-frame, the 1850's. I hope my tale gives pleasure, despite being so far removed from most stories on Literotica. Please bear with it. Almost all the characters are made up, but two, Alderma...
[This story involved bodily functions. If reading about those offends you, read no further. These stories may be read separately but do gain from being read in sequence.] ***** Gemma and I decided to go to the Weekend School for the first time when we were on a girls' night out and some of us started to remember our school experiences: the ones you don't f...
[This story will make more sense if you take the time to read the earlier instalments. There's a lot of severe discipline and a good deal of focus on all bodily functions, so if inclusion of those bothers you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] Eleanor found that it was very easy for her to get used to living with Annette in the new apartm...
This story involves strong excretory fetishes and bodily functions. Those who dislike this kind of thing should not read further. ***** Lynn Kenton was always nervous as she walked over to Andrea's house for her weekly meeting. The smartly-dressed, blonde, 42-year-old teacher invariably controlled her high school chem classes with a combination of wit, kno...