Everyone had composed themselves in the limousine, as Brad returned to his driver seat and manoeuvred the limousine skilfully in the direction of the Halloween ball. My little slave girl and myself began to re-apply our make-up and spraying some perfume on our breasts and neck. The guys were all on their mobile phones, speaking in hushed tones, obviously al...
Someone here on Literotica mailed me and asked if I could write about a billionaire. Others said they liked my Sheikh stories. Someone else reviewed my earlier stories and claimed they were degrading and using the F-word way too much. So this time I want to try to write an old fashioned romance story with no sexscenes (at least not in the beginning) but what...
For those who came in late, Matt McCoy – now Maddy – is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did....as the saga continues, Maddy begins life as the lover of her doctor in Paris. By the author of The Jessica Project. I stood outside the door while Jacques made a quick survey of the apartment. Apparently it hadn't been occupied in...
I agreed to meet Martin for lunch the next afternoon because I was still angry and hurt and I wanted to see just how far my husband was willing to take the whole thing when he knew that it was against my wishes. When we walked into the restaurant Martin was pretty much as Lucinda had described and he was clever and charming and immediately put Jeremy and I...
No sooner did we get into the change room than the owner, Fredrick, came in. "That was a great show! A great show indeed," he said. As Tracy was cleaning herself up, Stud was getting dressed saying that he hoped to work with her some more. We never did get his name while in Amsterdam. We got a knock on the door with soon guy talking to Fredrick for about...
"Amshterdam ish the washte dishposal capital of Europe," the Irishman said drunkenly before drawing on a monster spliff. "Seems like paradise to us," Rich Hutson said. He took a draw on the same spliff. Shit, this shit was potent. He coughed out some smoke before passing it on to his friend Shaun Laymon. They'd come over for a weekend trip to see the sigh...
Over the course of the next few months, I found myself constantly fantasizing about Jen fucking another cock while I watched, but neither of us could get past the idea of actually having to face the other man either before, during or after the encounter. It was just too much for us to tackle emotionally, so we simply kept the idea as a fantasy. Then I read...
I don't know what happened. Maybe I wasn't the lover that she had dreamed of. Maybe I didn't listen carefully enough when she needed to vent. Maybe I hadn't sent enough flowers or call often enough. Maybe, just maybe, she met someone new. Whatever the cause, I was single and as lonely as hell. It was time to get away and go someplace my ex and I had ne...
Names have been changed to protect the guilty. The innocent can count on God. ========= My first serious long-term relationship was when I was a student. I'll call him Mike. He introduced me to smoking weed and quite a few other vices along the way. He was also responsible for one of the sluttiest, sleaziest things I have ever done. Well, partly responsib...
Hi all. This is my first story, I wrote it for a friend and it's my first time trying to write something of this nature. Please be kind but I'll be glad to receive any feedback you like. If I get some good reviews, I'll look into writing more ---------------------------------- It had started to dawn on me that this was my last day in Amsterdam. That tomorr...