Jun 6, 2010 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Chapter One Reflections From a Prison Cell Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on March 2010. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and pur...
Chapter Three: Kendra The dreams have haunted me for as long as I can remember, haunted me and titillated me. I've never talked about them with anyone. I mean, how can you tell someone that you dream of being tortured in a dungeon and that those dreams are NOT nightmares, that they leave you aroused and in need of some serious fuck time when you wake up. It...
I went to the office around eleven. My head still throbbed. I damned my stupidity -- the drinking too. Charlotte was her own sparkling self. She smiled and her voice sang. There was a plastic quality to her that I had never noticed before. But it was a well-known kind of plastic. "Is Onslow in?" I asked. There must have been sandpaper down my throat. Her...
Bonnie was lying in her bed and looked at me when she said: "Now Bobby I'm going to teach you all about a woman's pussy, my pussy Bobby. And, you will please it for me. Do you like that idea?" "Oh yes! I want to learn everything there is to please you Bonnie. Teach me everything I can do to please you and make you cum. If I do can we fuck again like before"...
It was a Saturday night and I was at an elegant little...well...big party that my friend, was hosting. She loved having little cocktail parties where everyone could dress up. Along with a full bar, she would hire a piano player and a soft casual melody would float throughout the house. All around were women in sexy little dresses and men in suave tuxes that...
It was a warm evening and the party was on full swing. A one man band played old Beatle tunes and seventies music on an electronic keyboard and synthesizer. People danced swaying their bodies to the music as the alcohol influenced and loosened their senses. The scent of freshly roasted hashish rented the air as joints were passed around. Arjuna was the son o...
A long hallway was revealed, beautifully tiled in black and white tiles and with burnished wooden doors leading off either side. To one side, a marble staircase rose towards the upper floor, flanked by a black wrought iron banister topped with a smooth wooden rail. Sue entered, tugging a very reluctant Kristy behind her and handing both the cape and her own...
Note: You probaby can pick up the narrative here and not lose anything, but if you want to start at the top, then read "Enter the Temple" first. What was so extraordinary about the week that followed my experiences with Jane, George and Adele in their household shrine was just how ordinary it was. I spent the next couple of nights at George and Adele's h...
This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe. This and all of the other stories we write are for entertainment purposes only. If you do not like what we choose to write about, Literotica offers many other stories for you to read instead. ****** In the middle of a September 2000 taping of SmackDown, the World Wrestling F...
Emily Booth is the the most famous burlesque dancer on the planet, her name is synonymous with provocative yet tasteful dancing, dancing that can only be truly appreciated by a man of restraint. She steps out of a giant bird cage wearing a finely fitting over bust corset extenuating her perfect elegant figure, On her fine long legs and shapely calves she has...