Thomas took Sarah's hand as they entered his dining room. Like everything else in the house, it was large and still in the antebellum period. One of the servants pulled out a chair for her. Thomas looked at her. "Keep that skirt up so that your bare skin touches the wood." Blushing, Sarah did as she was told. Thomas looked at her as the servant filled thei...
As she entered the barn, the horses shuffled about, scuffing the ground and snorting in a manner only horses can do. She surveyed the inner barn area, taking a mental inventory of the tack area, each stall, the hay, the feed bins and the water pales and of course the horses themselves. She called each one aloud by name as though taking roll in her classroo...
"Little blood sucker, that was...damn, just damn." Thinking about a shower he turned toward the door that led to his office, heading up to the room he kept over the club, a quick shower and then he started on some paperwork. His thoughts wandered back to his encounter, it was far more interesting than the financial reports and employment applications litte...
What looked no different than a flicker on the monitor caused Mads to smile at the signs of life. Mads knew the rate of accuracy for at home pregnancy tests, so went to her doctor to confirm. It took a few weeks to get her appointment, but the ultrasound found the spark of life in only a minute. "There it is," Mads' doctor said. "I'd say about four weeks."...
My name is Nikki Alexander. A six-foot-two, good-looking, big-bottomed and quite voluptuous young Black woman living in the city of Brampton, Ontario. Way down in the Republic of Canada. The story that I'm about to share with you is definitely not for the faint of heart. The adventures of a young Black woman who lives her life without limits. I'm a student a...
After working for a company for 35 years, I was given a generous "package" and since I always liked the work I did in the telecom and computer industry, I stayed within the industry and worked doing small jobs and rarely working as a sub-contractor. The jobs I enjoyed to most were ones in the medical field where almost all the people were female. Plus, the...
She put the roast in the oven. Most everything else for dinner was done. Her husband would be home in about an hour. She had just enough time to take a quick shower. She went upstairs to the bathroom and started the shower. The bathroom had a door into the hall and another into their bedroom. It wasn't a fancy bathroom. It wasn't even a decent bathroom. No...
*************Celebrating Posting the One Millionth Story to Literotica! Whoreray and Hoesannahs!!*************Humor & Satirefunny parody, I swear!mildly amusing cantankery??*************Author's Note to Literotica StaffNow don't say I don't love you guysbut sometimes, just sometimes...you are a pain in the whoohah! Just once in a while. Ah, jeez! I made yo...
The crazy shit that women do never ceases to amaze me. And I am a woman. The name is Mercy Jane Perkins. My friends call me M.J. Who am I? A six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and big-bottomed Englishwoman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am forty three years old. And right now I'm dominating the hell out of a Black woman who w...
PROLOGUE Kelly couldn't have been more nervous as she stepped down from the MilkTitty Farm's shuttle bus and observed the beautiful and seemingly endless farm land all around her. The grass was lush and green, the barns beautifully maintained, and the main house sat high on a hill overlooking the rest of the property: a gorgeous and palatial mansion strait...