December 2019 "Let's go-oooo..." Anya Taylor-Joy told me in a sing-song voice as she leaned her head to the side. "What for?" I asked, only pausing long enough to say it. Then I went right back to kissing her along the neck. "Because the party has already started," Anya said while looking up at the ceiling, desperately trying to resist the urge to get bac...
Disclaimer: All persons depicted engaging in fornication of any kind are over the age of consent. This story contains an overly tall, hermaphrodite BBW, lactation, feminization, and strong themes of servitude and devotion... If any of that isn't your thing, that's why I wrote a disclaimer. ****** I grinned as Ellen explained what exactly I didn't understan...
Author's note The first story in this tale "The Archer" was entered into the "Romance" category of Literotica was very well received. This second story was written largely in response to the encouragement I received from Literotica readers wanting a follow-up to the original. I have envisaged a trilogy, the third story entitled "The Archer's Lady" has an ou...
Copyright Otto26 With grateful thanks to my editor, snooper. * Only one shot was fired and the attack was over in less than five minutes, but it was the most violent event she had ever witnessed. Young Henri, the boy soldier assigned by the Ministry to accompany her, was the victim of the single shot. It splattered blood and brain matter all over her, stu...
This an experience which happened 10 years ago when I was studying for Masters in Business Administration course in an Indian University. I will narrate my experiences with only afew of the women at college that I remember. It was so long ago I might miss some details but I will try to mention as much as I can. During those 18 months, I had numerous affair...
This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Many thanks to editor Tom Graham of Girls_cum_first. He suggested that I extend the story. I did. * My neighb...
I honestly thought that the first story was going to fucking blow but it seems with all the views and comments that all of you seem to want more. I want to personally thank you all who are reading my stories and commenting (positively) and favoriting them as well as me as an author. I know this story took a while to come out but I didn't want to rush my stor...
Dans l'amour, il faut des larmes Dans l'amour, il faut donner Et ceux qui n'ont pas de larmes Ne pourront jamais aimer Il faut tant, et tant de larmes Pour avoir le droit d'aimer -Edith Piaf, « C'est L'Amour » Marie let her secret nickname slip by accident that night outside the pub, but she couldn't have asked for better results if she'd planned it. I...
This is part 5 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa * Saturday August 8 I woke up...
I knew this guy, and it went pretty much as it's written. ................................................... I got new neighbors. They bought the old Henderson place, on the next road over. They were rumored to be Yankees, and no one knew much about them. Apparently they were pretty well off, the Henderson place was a two story farmhouse, barn, outbuil...