Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Rece...
The eve of your final day was upon me. I had spent the last nineteen evenings acclimating you to this life, teaching you of mine and this house's past. You had learned intimate details of myself, my loved ones, my shortcomings, and my triumphs. I sat behind the polished oak desk as you walked into my study, my hands folded over the surface. You were dressed...
The taxi bucked for the umpteenth time bouncing Lara onto Ted's lap once again. "Oh god," she complained. This time, Ted's penis had swollen some and she could feel it pressing against her ass. "Sorry," she apologized trying to slide back down, but the swaying taxi only made her ass shake against his still growing penis. Her cheeks turned red. Ted's organ fe...
Whoever says that Church girls are boring clearly never met Mayumi "May" Yokomitsu. I must admit, the first time I met her, I honestly didn't know what to make of her. I mean, how many Asian girls do you know attend a Black Church? Path Of Hope Baptist Church, located at the heart of Vanier, Ontario, is a predominantly Black Church. The pastor, Dr. Henry Jer...
Part 5: Domination and Slavery (conclusion) Synopsis: At the inn in Her Realm, MzDominica demonstrated Her glass-covered sensory deprivation chamber, showing how the use of Her Voice as a subliminal soundtrack could be used to program slaves' minds to obey her, so very deeply. Mistress Black, who owns a chain of spas, made a deal with Dominica, to use the "...
All characters are at least 18 years of age Dedicated to that hot sexy lady attorney in Milwaukee who inspired this story -- You know who you are -- Thanks for your "sexual stimulation" as a catalyst for this story * January is here! UGH! Another miserable winter. The only way it could get any worse is if my husband, Patrick, were transferred from Milwauk...
My name is Leasa. I work in Silicon Valley at a well know software firm as a marketing manager. I am 5’7”, 118 and blonde and blue eyed. At 30 I’ve kept my body in good shape: 36C-24-35. Needless to say, I was voted prettiest girl in both my high school and my college senior class. Because of this most men have always been awkward and hesitant to approa...
My husband and I live in Atlanta Georgia, just one of the thousands of young black professional couples who’ve migrated to 'Hotlanta' in recent years. I’m program director for a local talk radio station. My husband, Tyrell, is an accountant. We own a beautiful three bedroom colonial style home, just outside of Atlanta, where we live with our two children Car...
If you have the time you can e-mail me and tell me what you thought. * * * * * Jamaal and Leon hadn't seen Damon for a few months now, after that he had received all of that money. Then one day when they were sitting at Jamaals place Damon dropped by. "Hi Jamaal." Damon said as they shook hands. "Hey Damon." Jamaal said. "What have you been up to with...
Chapter 06: The Transformation He got out of bed and threw on a t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts. 'What the hell are they doing up there?' he thought as he opened his bedroom door and walked down the hall to the base of the stairs. 'Whatever it was they broke is going to get tacked onto their bill in the morning. I don't care how cute she is, something t...