Notes: 1) If you see this anywhere but Literotica, it isn’t supposed to be there! ***** In one of her plainest dresses from the Kroscur, Lislora knelt next to Draeseth at the Temple. They’d attended every prayer in the last four days. Draeseth had even come directly from the sparring ground more than once to do so. No one had said anything to him about pra...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Thirty. 2010. (Late-July.) Andrew, thirty. For once I looked upon the house sitting as a chore, due to Les being away himself on a rare holiday with his wife; another reason my parents were insistent on my presence at their house. Without Les to satisfy my needs I toyed with...
"Who here has heard or know information of a town here in Virginia named Blackstar?...Nobody. Okay well...Yes Ms. Thompson? You have something to say?" Professor Clark asked the young lady sitting in the back of the class. Lashaya didn't realize she had her hand up until the professor called her name and all her classmates turned to look at her. The shocked...
I must admit that when I first met Hodan "Danni" Suleiman, the possibility that she might be a dominatrix never occurred to me. The prim and proper, hijab-wearing, short but cute Somali sister walking through the halls of Carleton University in her long skirt, with the Koran tucked under her arm seemed like the picture of Islamic feminine decency and respons...
Once again, many thanks to EmmaKendrick01 for providing her feedback on the chapter! * The dulcet tones of Rudolf One-Stone were enough to captivate her father's court, but Gwennalyn was temporarily immune to his rakish charm, frustrated and annoyed as she was. At the end of her row sat Brand and Brash, who had last night cruelly rejected her, sending her...
I sat on the edge of our hotel bed knowing my wife had just left the room to go on a sex date with three guys. She'd fucked all of them the previous night and had spent the afternoon being fucked by two Turkish brothers, who owned a leather store, in exchange for some of their dresses and leather lingerie. She had agreed to return to the Turkish brothers for...
Sweet Heather was an 18 year old senior in high school, she had a boyfriend and that was her only sexual experience, except when the blue-eyed-blond masturbated to her favorite fantasy. She squeezed her 34C breast as she read interracial sex stories on the web. She longed to be taken by a black stud or a dominating black sex goddess or better yet, to be fuck...
Morning, Mid-April 1882 Chapter One Lorelei Langley Part 1 On an unseasonably balmy April morning in Manhattan, a young woman in a peach colored satin dress made her way down Fifth Avenue. Catching her reflection in the window of a hat shop, Lorelei Langley paused to admire herself. After looking around to ensure no one was nearby, she leaned closer to h...
Note: If you're looking for sexual erotica, you may want to pass on this story. There's no sexual content in this story; just an old guy reminiscing around a camp fire with his family. A big thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories much better reads. * I'll begin with saying that these are true incidents to the best of my kno...
Once again, Callie woke up and groaned. She knew the stress of her chaotic evening, coupled with her exhaustion, had caused her fainting spells. She glanced around the comfortable living room, taking note of the fact that James was no longer sitting across from her. She seemed to be alone for the first time in hours, and Callie breathed a sigh of relief. No...