Gabriela Casimiro was not pleased. Women like her didn't wander through suburban malls on a chilly Christmas Eve. They didn't wait in ridiculously long lines. And they certainly didn't get shoved forward, backward and sideways by the overweight and overloaded shoppers surrounding her. Fucking Christmas, she thought with a discernible sneer. It was bad enoug...
This is a follow up on my previous story, Dust in the Wind. Knowing that (long) story may put things into context. 'Dust in the Wind' – the title of the first story – was obviously borrowed from a song by the rock band 'Kansas'; For the current story, I had the emotional song 'Why' from the Scottish singer 'Annie Lennox' on my mind. This story is not based...
I don't know why, I thought since it was Halloween that it would be the one night I could be assured that I could find myself lost in the shadows. With all those out and about I would not be noticed, that it would be safe to assume I would be a faceless individual in the crowd. Little did I know that was not to be the case. My fetish is cross-dressing, to b...
A special thanks to my volunteer editor BDSMBill. Thank You Sir for Your continued advice and encouragement in my writing. All rights reserved. Anastasia was a person with a self-secluded personality. She did not let many get too close. Those that did get close, she gave her all. The rest got her façade of a personality, at least up until she met Weston....
One From the other room, I listened to the sound of water running in the shower and heard little more than that. Just the irregular beat of water striking the tile, indicating there was someone in there getting clean. Otherwise, silence. I took it as a good sign. Usually when my pets were in the shower together there was a lot of giggling and splashing, i...
Note: This is an alternate version of XtinaSmith2017's story Behind Closed Doors, posted with the author's permission. ***** Jenna groaned into the silence filling her office as she put down her cup of coffee. Its increasingly lukewarm temperature was a reminder that another hour or so had passed since the muted sounds of activity in the office space behin...
The story of how I built my harem of lawyers. Still twelve years ago... The end of my year with Diana and the first sighting of Katherine. The first protocol poker event was a success so I decided to try to make a regular thing of it. In the next game, I invited the same dominants but I also included their partners. They all readily agreed. I also invited B...
Author's Note: Thanks for the kind comments and feedback on the earlier chapters of this story! I'm new to Literotica, and I still haven't quite figured out how things work. Does this story belong in BDSM or sci-fi/fantasy? Because honestly, it's lives in both worlds. There is also an overarching plot that we are just starting to touch on in this chapter,...
Author's note: I co-wrote this story with my muse and dear friend, Literotica-author Mollycactus. It started as a small experiment to fend the Corona-lockdown boredom but turned into an entire story so we decided to share it with the world. I hope you have as much fun reading as we had writing it and if you did, a friendly note would be much appreciated. *...
Property of the RC - Chapter 5 Bitch Emily Gets a Makeover Dr Emily Koumides had not been seen since she left college to visit a students apartment the night before. Now as Marcus the Repatriation Company investment manager opens the tailgate of his SUV no one recognises the collared slut who crawls out as the college lecturer. Stripped of her clothes and...