Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Chapter 2 == At the same time as my friend Chloe began to become more closed off to me due to various circumstances, I too was moving away from her in other directions of my own. Never as creative as she, although I shared simi...
Chapter 36 -- Damage control That night news of the double scandal swept through the Four-Beta house. Alexandra was on the phone for hours, talking to various police officers and the sorority's lawyer. The chapter president's first priority, however, was Pledge Lisa, who had been taken to the university hospital to be treated for a dislocated finger. Fortun...
Marcia McNab, housekeeper, verger and general factotum to the newly appointed vicar of Chigwell, David Rutter, clamped her big soft aging breasts around his angry erection, and having removed her dentures, clamped her mouth over the flared head of his excited penis. “Marcia, you’re definitely improving. That’s it, suck it baby, suck it. Where do you want it...
This work is authorized by the author exclusively to Literotica.com for publication. Introduction: A tale told in short vignettes which chronicle one young man's journey into self discovery. Please Note: This story series contains elements of homosexuality, cross-dressing, light femdom and male feminization. All characters are fictional and portray adults...
It was the day after our annual New Year's party, which was an absolute blast. Someday I will write a story about our evening, but this story relates to something that happened to me in the past. A group of 10 people stayed overnight after the party. In the morning, Billy and I made breakfast for everyone, nothing too fancy, scrambled eggs, toast, hash brown...
Splat. Tanalei turned her head away from the annoying thing that hit her face. Splat. Her eyes blinked. Splat. She opened her eyes to see the ceiling in the semi-darkness. Why does it look different? She got out of bed to turn on the light when the ceiling caved in and water began pouring onto her bed. She screamed, backing into the wall. The carpet was soak...
Prelude: This story found its beginning in "The Pirate Raiders of Eros". * It was hard for Kayla to think. The heavy wooden doors reverberated from the deep pounding of the drums. A roar ascended from the raucous crowd for some unknown reason. The tiny holding pen where they waited was not well ventilated; the humid air was heavy with a mix of perfume and...
That's what it's come down to. Everything my husband does, every task he under takes has a direct correlation to making me happy. It's wonderful. He basically lives to satisfy my exulted status as a woman. I need not wonder what its like to have a slave that loves me unconditionally, that has indeed become my reality. It's kind of funny how it all started q...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to The Best Handjob in Iowa, although it's not necessary to have read it to enjoy this one. Still, it's really short, so you may as well. The author does not vouch for the safety and/or sanitariness of any of the practices depicted in this story. This is a fantasy. -~- When I saw Molly through the mass of young bodies...
Hello, readers! I've taken on board your comments about various things and tried to address them in some way. I've also tried to begin to provide a sense of closure on the Alice/Cara sexual experience, which I accept was somewhat unpleasant in nature. This chapter is completely different to the first, I think you all knew that the story in general wasn't g...