Dear Readers, Thank you all for sticking with this story. To the reader who said that this story is like War and Peace on Literotica :D I didn't set out to tell such a long story, I only wanted to tell the best story about these two that I possibly could and fill it with all the passion and joy that they feel for one another and their bond. Enjoy this lat...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Clarissa Clyde-Walker is a master manipulator, unlike the rest of the kind folks of St. Dunstan's. Many are interested in Clarissa getting some non-fatal comeuppance, including someone unexpected. There are rather intense scenes after Clarissa goes to the Recreation Room, so if you're not into S/M you may want to stop there and rest assured the Vicar will ge...
[[This story carries strong elements of mature and femdom in addition cross-dressing.]] * "Look at the girl at the counter behind me to your right," Anna said casually. Xander discreetly looked at the counter of the coffeeshop and saw a fairly thin woman in tight light blue jeans, arm in arm with a slightly taller man. Even in a pony tail her hair was long...
Before proceeding please read the title, story tags and my profile to determine if the subject matter is to your liking. Thank you to those who choose to take the time to read on. ................................................... Roxanne was an only child. After her father died she moved into his former home in Chicago with her husband Peter. It was a n...
Olivia felt helpless in her position to do anything but wait for what was to come. Her body bared and stretched open to her lover, had her senses reeling with thoughts. The first taste of the leather was intimidating, letting her know her control over anything was gone and she was at the mercy of Lisa. The swish of the thongs through the air ended in a sla...
I live in a small town in the Midwest and am fortunate to work out of my home. It's my own business, so I am able to set my own hours. I write technical articles for a variety of automobile and truck magazines. I've been doing this sort of thing for over twenty years and am well respected in my craft. I'm not getting rich, but it provides a very decent livin...
Cascading raven curls…flawless ivory skin…sapphire blue eyes fringed with impossibly dark lashes…a full, heart shaped mouth…she was the ideal image of innocent seduction and it nearly stole Jack Ford's breath to look at her as she moved gracefully through the crowded ballroom, pausing at occasional intervals to speak to various guest who each smiled openly a...
I'd gotten maybe two hours of sleep, but it was in bits and pieces. Most of the night had been spent tossing and turning. The only time I was really out, I'd dreamt of chasing Nikki through the club. Holding her against the wall in that bathroom hallway. Demanding she tell me about Hunter. Being so near I could almost taste her scent on my tongue. The soun...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...