Prologue I can still remember the time I first fell under Ben's spell. My daughter, Jodie, had been out celebrating her eighteenth birthday in Sheffield. The next day she'd gushed endlessly about a young man she'd met, and she refused to go out for two days because he'd promised to call. He did, despite the number of times her father and I said he wouldn't...
O. K. Over the last couple of years I have sat down here at least a dozen times to tell my story. I have read a lot of stories on this and several other sites. (some of them are supposed to be true) I do not know of a site that does not require 'everyone' to be over the age of 18, Sorry! but real life just doesn't happen like that. I really don't know why I...
Blame it on mom. She was a jazz freak and I grew up hearing Billy Holiday, Anita O'Day, June Christie, Ella and Louis, you name it. "The cats" she called them. She knew all the words and she'd sing to the records, snapping her fingers, looking at herself in the mirror, moving her hips. I remember sitting on the floor, holding the record jackets, looking at t...
All characters are over 18 years of age. Tony sat on her balcony and cried. It wasn't a hysterical type of cry with screaming and hollering. It was a quiet sob she finally allowed herself to release. For two days she'd held in all of her emotion in the hopes of keeping some type of structure for her son. However, today proved too difficult for the strong wi...
PostScriptor Copyright 2009, All rights reserved Everything had conspired against him that morning. First he'd been delayed getting away from home. Rachel had chosen this morning to demand that he talk to her about some domestic issue or another, but he had explained to her that he had to make a flight this morning. She was clearly unhappy, but had accepte...
They had been friends for 20 years, & in all that time he had felt attracted to her. They'd had many long conversations about sex over the years, yet had never acted upon them. When he tried to start something up, she often seemed stand-offish, & sometimes shy or even afraid of him. Figures. He should have never told her so much about his fantasies. Yeah, it...
Chapter 1: New Year's Eve I knew this night would be a New Year's Eve like no other. It was already shaping up to be just that. Over the years I had attended memorable New Year's parties. But I was positive there had never one quite like this one. I was alone in this strange city... not exactly by choice. My boss had sent me to finalize a contract that she...
Jessi’s announcement that she wanted to be my slave for New Year’s Day, and perhaps for more of the new year as well, was followed by an awkward silence that, I admit, was mostly my own doing. Three different perspectives on the issue collided in my head as we sat in the chair in my living room, the twenty-year-old blonde – still in her cat costume – perched...
Author's Note: this story is set in the world of my MageLore and ElfLore fantasy novels. The character of Tavelorn also appears on Literotica in "Ties that Bind." Written for T.M., as a Valentine's present. Feedback welcomed! * "No more fire spells," Tavelorn Ilhedrion said, fixing the two little boys with a stern look. "Is that clear?" Under his ice-blue...
Twenty One Uuhhhhh ... Another loud moan/gasp escapes from deep within her as he bottoms out once again. Ohhhhhh ... The air is forced from her as she is once again impaled by his cock. "How did I get myself into this?" The thought floats across her mind. A drop of drool falls from her lips, which are forced apart by the ball gag that wedges her teeth...