Many thanks to Literotica author 'englander1961' for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Effusive thanks to Holly, the beloved and erotic Sister Decadence for her encouragement, editorial review and kind words. Thanks to Literotica au...
Chapter 5 Megan drove back to her condo after walking Five back to the Mailgirls' Locker Room, leaving her to the none-too-tender mercy of Mistress V. Three not-all-out 6ks in the past twenty-four hours shouldn't have done her in, but it was hot and challenging Mistress V on the behalf of One and Five had been tense. She was looking forward to iced tea, a...
"Ma'am, are you alright?" said a deep, masculine voice, and I looked up to see a tall, handsome black man in a police uniform looking at me, a concerned look on his face. Seriously, the dude had to be six-foot-four or more...he was huge. Lying stark naked on the mud, my hair soaked with rain water, filled with dirt and grime in places I didn't even want to t...
The following is a fictional parody, not approved of, nor authorized by, the celebrities named. None of the events are true. No harm is intended toward the celebrities named. ~~~ Ciara gets pretty for a video shoot. ~~~ I stepped out of the taxi and stared at the large, gray warehouse. Where in the hell was I? I quickly checked my reflection in the c...
As she jogged around the track at the local high school, Marci’s mind was more on her job. She had been an assistant to the agent of a local insurance company and times were tough. Stock prices were falling and there had been too many claims sent into the office lately that had to paid, and the corporate headquarters was beginning to put pressure on Mr. Berg...
They were standing in an outer office, Sister Claire and Mother Mary, waiting for their appointment. Claire was nervous and excited. She understood that her performance in this meeting would really count towards her future in the Order of the Mount. More important was that she did not disappoint Mother Mary. Claire tried to remind herself that she alone was...
The letter was one of several pushed through my front door as I left for work, I was running late already, so I picked them up and stuffed them into my bag to be dealt with later. It would be junk-mail or bills anyway, they could be thrown away just as easily later as now. Being late again would mean either dismissal or a 'favour'. Sacking people seemed to m...
I told you it'd be published quick, and voila! I thought about putting this in Exhibitionist & Voyeur, because there are elements of sex in a public place and outdoors. That's not the point of the encounter, though - it's more a matter of convenience than any deliberate attempt to do things in public. It boils down to a one-on-one hookup with some emotional...
Carrie Ryan rolled over in bed, her manicured hand reaching over and slapping at the snooze button on her alarm. Pulling her pillow over her head she let out a groan, she hated this day. A day filled with romance and love for those who had someone in their lives. She dreaded this day every year, having people from work tell her "Happy Valentine's Day." What...
Too Much of a Good Thing: A Fantasy of Excess. Chapter VI: Betrayal and Boating It’s amazing how one makes these judgments about people that turn out to be wildly inaccurate. I suppose I should speak only for myself, but I suspect the tendency is universal. Take, for instance, my boss, Susan. I’ve described her as an overly ambitious career female who (ver...