Dear Literotica Readers: Some random thoughts, in no particular order, about my story that don't seem to fit into my narrative but should help you know me better, which should help you understand the themes of my transition stories... Thank you to all of the people that have left me positive comments. I haven't been writing the stories for public approval;...
As my 25th birthday loomed ahead I was rather depressed. Here I am living with my college roommates, drink too much, stuck in a crappy job, my boyfriend pattern makes Animal House look dignified. As I thought about my past my mind wandered back to Don. I met Don when I was working at his computer store when I was 19 years old. Don was 30 at the time. I had a...
Inaccurately Attired Or... Observations of a Female Flasher A demure woman explains the distinctive etiquette of her contrary displays. The writing is intentionally verbose, given that the character tells the tale. I hope that you will find some humour in her grandiloquent style. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Can a woman be a shy exhibitionist, are th...
It is such a romantic day. Just right for some me time. I am getting married to myself today. I needed to shower. I had a terrible week at work. My boss was her typical self; bitchy, paranoid and touchy-feely. She actively questioned my manhood, my cock size and whether I had what it took. I would quit but for the fact that I am paid so much. I got home...
While I'm taking a little intermission from my regular numbered third-person stories, I thought I would try something a little different and see how it goes over. Up till now I've been playing with mostly moderate, relatively safe BDSM. This story pushes the limits of extreme BDSM and pain. This story makes the "Hell And Back" series look like a walk in the...
"What's the matter with your wrists?" "Nothing." I pull the sleeves down stretching at them to try and hide the red burn marks from Will's belt. "They are all red. Here let me see." I jerk my arm away. "It's nothing." "It is not nothing. I can see it is inflamed. Why are you trying to hide it?" "It's just a rash. I think I got it as a reaction to one o...
He tells me to lay down, so I do,"on your stomach" he commands and obligingly I do as requested. I do not need to see his face, it doesn't matter. There is no pillow, so I fold my arm and go to curl it up under my head, "put your arms down at your side" he says gently. He puts on some music, "some Depeche mode?" I smile and tell him that would be good, he'...
I am sure he notices, elevator guy. My lips are redder, my skirt a little bit shorter, heels a lot higher. Too much for work? Will they think I am a bimbo? I don't care. I feel a lot more feminine today, more sophisticated, more self-assured. Screw them all. Screw elevator guy. I don't get close to him today, he is the man, he should take the initiative, a r...
You make me dizzy Miss Lizzy When you do the stroll ~The Beatles~ * * * * * Oh fuck … i am caught; my hand is still wrapped around my hard cock. i am shocked that i did not go limp immediately. Miss Lizzy is in front of me and has ordered me to keep my eyes open. How did it come to this? It was only an hour ago that i arrived at Her doorstep ... the door...
Oh fuck … i am caught; my hand is still wrapped around my hard cock. i am shocked that i did not go limp immediately. Miss Lizzy is in front of me and has ordered me to keep my eyes open. How did it come to this? It was only an hour ago that i arrived at Her doorstep ... the doorstep of a total stranger … a customer that was listed on today’s call sheet for...