If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Twelve : Is He Protected? My boyfriend/servant's guide to sexual traps, now deleted, [Note: It isn't. It is Tale 09] was his pathetic attempt at providing advice to men. This guide is for newly adult women, particularly those who want to become sexually fe...
The cold rain poured down in torrents, stampeding across the roof like a herd of wild horses. It overflowed the gutters and poured like a waterfall into the garden on either side of the stairs. The night was frigid, dark, moonless and starless... cloudy. He opened the door and there she was. She'd been looking downward, staring at some spot in space that was...
"Hello, love. How are you feeling?" he tenderly smoothed the hair from her temples as she stirred and awoke. "Michael? What's wrong with me?" she breathed, coughed, tried again. Her voice sounded funny, husky and low. "Shhh, you've been very ill." He murmured. "But I feel okay, just odd…" "Really okay? You aren't dizzy or nauseous or hot?" he asked curi...
I didn't expect to write a sequel, but here it is. Thanks for the positive comments on the previous story that gave me the impetus; I hope this one pleases too. Please vote if you like it. Thanks! ***** We dozed. We didn't compose ourselves. We lay on Mwali's bed in the darkness. Spooned together, my face in her frizzy black hair, breathing her precious...
Chloe was the babysitter. Everyone in town knew Chloe, at least, everyone with young children. She was a friendly girl, popular with her peers. At nineteen she considered herself to be up to the mark and quite aware of everything that went on. She was well up on the gossip that went on around the town. She knew which husbands or wives were reputed to have...
It was to be but a three hour tour out from Pearl Harbor and around the surrounding islands. Small white puffy clouds dotted the deep blue of the sky as S.S. Minnow, crew and passengers departed without any fan-fare. The Skipper held the wheel in his steady hands guiding the small vessel around much smaller vessels and avoiding anything larger than they. Hal...
"Now listen, kids," Brad Shaw, a millionaire Los Angeles property developer, told his children, the 18-year-old twins Kelly and Timmy, as he swung his Cadillac into the driveway leading to the Hunts' secluded Nevada ranch, "do everything that Uncle Kurt and Auntie Barbara say while we're on holiday here. Remember that Idaho is a very special slave to them an...
*********************************** Thank you to EZ4BLKCock for continuing this story with Santa's Helper Ch.5. EZ4BlkCock took my storyline and advanced it quite nicely. Special thanks are due to UH-OH for the help in editing. I am posting this story as the Literotica Proofreaders are struggling with the posting of this story being continued by another aut...
It was only late June and it was hot. Stepping from the heavily air-conditioned computer lab to the black pavement of the sidewalk was a shockwave of heat on my skin. By the time I crossed the campus to the gym the sweat was beading across my face. It felt good to strip off my clothes and pull on my one-piece swimsuit in the deserted locker room. The com...
We were cleaning up after last night's poker party when I looked over and said to my lovely wife, "You know, I am a very lucky guy." "I know that," my wife, Shelly, said as she wiped the table. Laughing, she added, "But why do you think so?" I smiled and said, "There are not many wives that would allow a man to have the guys over for poker every week, muc...