Ruth, My Second Visit by Victor It's over a week since visiting Ruth, but I can't stop thinking about her. Every waking minute, driving to work, in the office, shopping, at night laying in bed, is spent fantasising, trying to replay it in my mind. Seeing Ruth in her nurse's uniform, as she leads me upstairs, laying on her bed as she ties my legs and wris...
Victor:- It was just pure chance, or fate -- if you believe in that sort of thing. I was in the newsagents buying a paper, and just caught a glimpse of the magazine on the top shelf. The cover, a young woman in a black rubber cat suit, whip in hand. The magazine was called "Dominant Contacts", and promised hundreds of actual contacts, stories, features. Wr...
Author's Note: This story is the book I currently consider my masterwork. It has been under construction for a handful of years and is the strongest representation of my truest style: Gothic, historical, chock-full of allusions, and deeply, deeply Feminist. If you've been following my other current work in progress here at Literotica, you will see some simi...
Every story must have a beginning, middle and an end; a universal rule that will seemingly never change. However, one can always control how they read a story, or rather exactly where they start. Typically you would pick the first chapter of a narrative, but perhaps you'd rather skip to the good stuff, or maybe you already read and want to start somewhere el...
This story was also published elsewhere by me. *** Birmingham, March, 1893. Master Edward Doyle watched the hansom cab horses clip-clop past his house from the upstairs window, in the cobblestoned street below, people walked to and fro this cloudy afternoon. Oblivious to what he had in mind inside of his house! Edward turned away, shoes creaking a littl...
It was her forth late shift on the Positive Therapy Ward or the Psyche Ward as most people called it. Cathy Wilson was a new nurse and being new meant you got the midnight shift a lot. The shift seemed a little spooky at first, but she found that overall, it was a pretty quiet, easy shift & she didn't mind the extra pay. She started to feel more relaxed now...
Welcome to CHLOROFORM MAN! Now chloroform man is personally BI to me but this is an anthology! In the dark prison cells of Joey Buscher Penitentiary, in the maximum containment are there is a mysterious entity known only as Chloroform Man. "Sooo.... Since we *are* alone here" flirted Michaels her fingers tiptoeing against Sanchez's back in a feline...
This story has been published elsewhere by me. (This story is inspired by the superb sleepy fetish story Aunt Julie by Victor) 5:25 P.M., Wisconsin Airport (C-Way), April 2020, My name's Scott Gershwin and I just want to say that Aunt Julie isn't really my aunt as I only learned to call Julie that from my parents and Julie herself. It was a nice affecti...
Authors note: This is my first time at writing erotica, so please bear with me. It was another boring day at school and the monotonous voices of the teachers during the lesson made everything worse. The only thing that filled my mind was the thought of fucking my school's hottest art teacher, Katherine. It was when I was having breakfast with my buddies in...
This story is 100% fictional. All characters in the story are 18+ years of age. ******************** The super-villain Sensorax had been terrorizing Starlight City for three days straight. Nobody knew what to do, not even the town's most powerful superhero, Dectora. Every time she tried to capture him, Sensorax used his incredibly heightened sensory percep...