Edited by Lovely Anon ***** Some people would say the best thing about teaching in an all-boys school is that you could eye up attractive young men. I think differently, it's that they spend most of their time eyeing me up. Of course I never show anything back, apart from the odd occasion when I'd wear a particularly sultry outfit just to have a day where...
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Susan's Choice - Sequel to Troubador's How High A Price. http://www.literotica.com/s/how-high-a-price An anonymous reader sent me this version of a finish to the Troubador's How High A Price, when he learned I was working on a sequel. He (or she) encouraged me to finish and post it, since he was never going to get around to it....
(Inspired by 2XWidderwoman, about which more anon...) © by the author2008, All rights completely, totally and unreservedly reserved. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, sexual peccadilloes, or other prurient incidences are entirely the fault of the author's slightly twisted imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales...
Genn Greymane entered his chambers -- naked as the custom of Stormwind had become. It wasn't an impressive lodging, at least when it came to the dwelling place of a king. A bedroom, a study, a balcony and a bathroom, that was just about everything inside. Outside of a Gilnean flag, barely anything marked that Genn was living here. "You should decorate more,...
Note: This story has lots of exhibitionism, a bit of light bondage, and a hell of a lot of cheap shots against wannabe literary critics and the anonymous trolls that we all love to hate. I will admit it is not the most original themed story I have ever written but still fun in my opinion. As always, if these things are not your thing, seek life elsewhere. Yo...
Associate professor Cassandra Marsh stomped into her office, tossed a plastic folder of notes on to her desk and groaned in annoyance. She had just (finally) gotten rid of an insufferably persistent gentleman by acquiescing to his request for a date. Cassandra, or Cassie, as those she was closest to called her, sat down in the comfy leather chair that had be...
Prologue Master told me to gather my thoughts. When I am undressed and my body has recovered again, he wants me to begin writing about my experiences. He thinks that.... Oh my. It's starting again. This time at my pussy. It is spreading my lips and slowly pushing itself inside and expanding. The throbbing begins, slowly at first as it begins to press aga...
For two weeks, the silly little black box Joelle had deposited inside his glove compartment, had tortured him. So tonight, he resolved to have done with the situation, once and for all. After pulling it from the car, he returned to the house and gently tugged the antique watch from its burgundy, velvet lined coffer. But when he popped open the cover and read...
Acknowledgements at the end of the ChapterStory and Music © PostScriptor 2019 * * * * * La Fille aux Cheveau de Lin (The Girl with the Flaxen Hair), Claude Debussy Performed and recorded by PostScriptor (c) 2019 Yamaha keyboard Best if you have good speakers or a headset on your computer. Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (2.5 min/mp3) *...
Thanks to everyone who sent positive feed back, it has inspired me to continue with this story! If you didn't enjoy the first episode, don't bother reading any further. This is posted in Loving Wives because it's about a wife who likes being fucked. If that's not your bag, read something else, or write something else, don't tell me (you know who you are, ano...