This is the third part to this story, the second part didn't do as well as the first and if this one doesn't do so well either, there probably won't be a 4th. Please comment and let me know what you guys think. This is pretty much a continuation of part 2. ***** I stumbled out of the bedroom following the smell of bacon and the sound of Pantera's cemetery...
Part I The Traffic Stop The road was dark and unlit. The moon was dodging in and out of the puffy white clouds that looked like a flock of sheep running across the sky. She had been at a bachelorette party for one of her girlfriends. Several beers and three "Jaeger-bombs" later she was cruising along lost and trying to find her way back to the Interstate...
I wiped the tears from my eyes and pulled myself together immediately. I vowed that I would never let him see me fall apart again. I would make it through this rehearsal, fulfill my duties as a bridesmaid and best friend and return home with my dignity intact. Nichelle and I had been best friends since we met our freshman year in college. She was the only...
*Hard to believe that this story is nearing its end, but it is. At most, there will only be two more chapters left. Thank you all for your continued interest, and I hope you'll enjoy the chapter.* "What about this one?" Jeneda asked as she held up a dark red bridesmaid dress that was made out of satiny fabric. "Not bad." Luna walked closer so she could...
I Become A Woman (Author's Note: I Become A Woman is the true name of this chapter. Since Literotica's protocols do not permit long titles, I shortened the title used by Literotica. * My name is Valerie. Well, my en femme name is Valerie. For the past two years I've lived as a woman—dressed as woman, presented myself to the world as one, think lik...
Chris was worried about what he had done. His career was on the right track to earn good money but he had risked all of that simply because Mrs Watts had enthralled him with her body. Not only that but he had betrayed his girlfriend without a second thought by spending the night fucking Mrs Watts and he knew he would do it again if he ever had the opportunit...
Dear Shoeblossom, You might remember my mom's letter (how long has your column been going?) "Letter from Pecan Grove" about how she trained me to dominate my dad, or "Letter from Dubuque" when I was living in Iowa with my slave boy, Brantley, Senior...RIP. I believe the author of "LETTER FROM AMES" another part of Iowa, referred to his initial femdom exper...
Waking the next morning, I found that Karen was already gone. I had not heard her arise nor quickly looking around the room, did I see any signs of her in the room. I got up and walked into the bathroom. She was not in there either. Knowing I hadn't dreamed any of this, I walked back into the room, intending to get dressed and go find her. I looked around. T...
All of the characters in this story are over the age of 18. Rachel and Emily are 21 and 22 respectively, John is in his mid-forties. * * * "Wow! Emily it's stunning! You look absolutely beautiful!" Rachel tried her best to act like it was the first time she'd seen Emily's wedding dress, and she thought she'd got away with it, as her best friend walked into...
Part One I was in the middle of performing a leg hold, posing, while my friend Ami took a picture, or should I say a few hundred pictures in the hope that one of them would be suitable for all of my different social media accounts, when I saw him for the first time, he was around six foot tall, white but sporting a summer holiday tan, fairly broad, tempting...