Okay so this is my first time ever posting a story here on literotica. I'm excitedly nervous about this. I don't have an editor yet so I'm sorry for all the errors, I tried to catch them all. I hope you all enjoy this first chapter. Hugz and kisses @--'---,---- beautyzdizaster ****Lalaine's POV**** Yes! My boss decided to let me go early and to enjoy the w...
My wife and her lovers think it would amuse them if I wrote this story about how I came to be known as The Good Buddy. I guess it started.... Wait, don't go, you haven't read my story yet! What? What do you mean you do not want to read about yet another cream-pie eating, cuckold wimp who gets off cleaning up his wife's snatch after her condom-spurning, b...
*This is the next segment to Secret Voyeur. If you have not read that one you may not fully understand this story.* I groaned out loud and rubbed my temples. I had the worst headache, I felt like my head was going to split open and burst into flame. A deep clanging sound was ringing in my ears. Damn I was sore, everywhere! I really need to use my hot tub...
The sunlight streamed in through the walls of the old cabin, catching Erica full in the face. She raised her head from its former position against her right shoulder and stretched as best she could against the leather cuffs that held her against the antique timber wall. Her dark hair fell into her eyes and she blew at it irritably. Her muscles were sore....
Raina crept through the forest, following the drumbeat and the scent of the flame. Her nipples hardened beneath her black robe in the cool autumn air. She came here by light of day after Ostara and found the circle with the stone altar in the center still radiating its magic. She had crept through the forest after dark and found them in their Beltane rites....
**** It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Artist and free love advocate Natasha Sokolov is the lover of revolutionary leader Borya Petrov. Tonight, Natasha comforts Borya, who again is unable to sleep. He suckles at her nipple, drifting into a peaceful dream-state where he relives the excitement and comfort of his life long breast fetish.**** T...
He began his lecture by saying, "Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. It takes eight minutes for the sun light to reach the Earth." I sat there mesmerized. There was something so attractive about this man. He wasn't just attractive, he was beautiful in a way. It surprised me in part because he was Asian. He had a way about him that suggested a raw intensity...
*Author's Note: Thanks for all the positive feedback on the latest installment. For those of you just joining the Botany series, try reading For the Love of Botany, and For the Love of Botany: Revolutions prior to Futures. They are essentially the prequels and may help fill in some of the stranger details existing in this fantastic world. * The next mornin...
Note- Next up in my series of a young Miss Moneypenny. Just my homage to the great secret agent stories of Ian Fleming. Lois and Sean as Moneypenny and Bond naturally. xxx London, 1951. "This has to be the oddest idea I have ever heard." Miss Moneypenny sat across the heavy desk as she watched M adjust his ever present bow tie. Alongside her was an older...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Introduction Sandy and her daughter-in-law, Kylie, have a lesbian relationship which has been enhanced by items from the new Novelty Shop, including a plant that strongly resembles a penis. The ladies returned to the shop where Kylie bought the 'Grow Your Own Toy Boy' like the o...