"Oh hi, Liz," Gary smiled. "Is Becky here?" Liz leaned against the door to the small apartment she now shared with Becky, looking up at Gary with a slight smile that would have worried the younger man had he been paying attention. "No, she's not," Liz replied. "She had to go to the library to work on a group project for one her classes. Last minute thing."...
Further adventures with Becky: Becky's big decision A quick recap: I had found a way that I could hypnosis a girl in work by the name of Becky to be my secret sex slave without her know it. I had some good sex with her and did a bit of BDSM while the only thing that she remember was having a good time going for walks or enjoying the sun in the garden. Whil...
If I had to describe Becky, my wife, I would say that she is like the light bulb in the refrigerator. When the door is open, she is all bright and shinny. But, when the door is closed, she is cold and dark. I am not one of those who open the door. I am sitting in there in the cold and dark as far as the way she acts toward me. It takes someone else, anyone e...
I awoke to the sound of muffled voices and groaned as I rolled over in my bed. My body ached with a vengeance, I felt as though I'd been beaten with a really big stick. Figuratively speaking, I had, and I broke out in giggles as the thought flitted through my mind. I sobered quickly when I heard footsteps approaching my door, and my stomach thrilled in antic...
As a young girl, Rebecca Sutton was the epitome of a geek; small, skinny, straggly black hair, horn rimmed glasses, braces on her teeth, and to make matters worse, Becky had a fascination with insects that bordered on obsession. While other little girls would scream and run from creepy crawlies, Becky would actively seek them out, storing their images on her...
I got a rare day off in the middle of the week last week. My wife was going to court that morning and told me that since it was opening statements that she would be gone until well up in the evening. I got up that morning and ate breakfast while reading the newspaper. I then decided that I would watch some television. The funny thing about television on week...
"Let's hear it for social networking," Becky smiled. The pretty blonde sat curled on one end of the couch in her living room, her legs folded under her and glass of wine held negligently in her hand. Her guest sat opposite her on the couch, firm legs curled under her short skirt, a white blouse hugging her full curves and contrasting with her dark brown cu...
Author's note: I have not posted chapters 28-31 because they do not contain any Exhibitionist elements and so would not fit with the category here on Literotica that I am posting under. I don't believe it affects the overall story to skip it. All you need to know is that Lisa has a discussion and an experience with a friend from University that helps her mak...
(This is a partially true story. A club does exist, maybe in your hometown too. You should read Peggy's Story first.) Peggy had told me how she had been forced to be a slut for the big shots in town who belonged to a secret club. They got young couples to enjoy the good life, and at the same time made sure that they got deep into debt. Then, they would thre...
(This is a continuation of the Becky character from "My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend," and "Becky Goes on Vacation," although they are not necessary to read before this story. -- CO) I intended to break up with Becky after she had cheated on me multiple times, but somehow I never got around to it. I never found the right time, and part of me was too much...