Chapter 2: Cooking Lessons Saturday morning began quietly. Diana awakened around 7:30 and showered. Knowing her habits I had already performed my ablutions and washed her lingerie from the evening before. At her request I lathered and shaved her legs. She or I shaved her legs almost daily. "You know" she said, "You could probably use a little trim. Pull do...
She awoke in the morning to the feel of the butler's hand stroking gently between her open legs as he lay propped up on his side watching her. "Enjoying yourself?" she asked with a smile. "Mmmmm." he replied, sliding a finger in between her pussy lips, still slippery and wet with his cum from the night before. She reached out for his cock as his fingertip...
Randall Kraith was an executive at Golden Empire, one of the largest insurance companies in North America. He was a successful young man. He had what many people wanted. He lived in a townhouse in Manhattan. He had a salary of three hundred grand a year, after taxes. He led a comfortable life. He lived in perfect health. Randall had a life that most people w...
Behind my house is the building where I take care of my business and where I play. Its thick stone walls are well shaded by the broad roof. This helps keep the interior cool. The thick walls also make it almost sound proof. There are two rooms. In one, there are tables, chairs and couches. This is where I meet each morning with the men who oversee the oper...
Buffy had walked into the hotel room after 2 PM, getting some food for her and some blood from the local butcher shop for Spike. Making sure that she didn't expose him to any of the deadly rays of the sun, she closed the door behind her. Luckily the sun was at its peak so there wasn't any direct sunlight getting into the room. Spike was still asleep in the...
"This is the place." "This is the place?" Carol and Henrietta had to just about peel their jaws off the floor as the car pulled into the parking lot where the strangest building they ever saw awaited them. To call it a building, though, would be like calling Mount Everest a hill. For one thing, it didn't look like it had been built, but carved out of stone...
Father Ben paced nervously in his quarters late on a Thursday evening, a glass of brandy beside his favorite chair, and a half smoked cigar emitting a last futile plumelet of smoke in his ashtray. He was in his pajamas, bathrobe, and slippers; his mind lost in thought. Sister Holly sat nearby in a plain white dressing gown, her bare legs crossed and her toes...
I suppose there are worse things out there than being a Vessel, the human habitat of a Demon. At least until I die or it finds someone better. Yeah, it's a messed up situation. However, at the moment I can't think of anything worse than my predicament. Right now, I am in an old warehouse and it's surrounded on all sides by the Nephilim, these earthbound Ange...
This is a submission to Literotica's 2020 Nude Day Contest. It is an erotic tale of pure escapism. It's a walk through Tuscany; a tale of romance, passion...and mud. Votes are appreciated. * In the dry Tuscany hills sits the quiet Italian village of Saturnia. It is famous for its systems of hot springs. People come from all over the world to wade in these...
CAPRI TO ROCCARASO TO ROME Over the next four weeks I made two more trips to Roccaraso and hooked up with Pam and Betsy. On one of those weekends, Paolo joined me and the four of us had a great time and some incredible sex together. Both Pam and Betsy wanted to see me fuck Paolo so we didn't disappoint them. Betsy wanted to try two cocks at once so she took...