"Everybody ready in 2 minutes," said the harem master while she rang the bells. "Mistress will be here with her guest." I heard her void from the upstairs and I knew I had to leave everything and go to the main salon of the apartments. But before I did that I quickly removed my clothes. The first rule of the house was that we were not allowed to wear anythi...
I had no idea where this was going when I started it this morning. It's not erotic fiction and there really isn't even a story, although there just might be a point, even though it rambles a bit. It is at times tongue-in-cheek but the reader needs to decide when I'm 'pulling your chain' and when I'm being serious. From a male perspective, I guess the title,...
Sometimes, I wonder why so many people seem to get such joy out of opposing the hard-working, determined high-achievers they encounter. I knew the answer to the question the moment I asked it of myself. Pretenders always hate the real thing. And they know it when they see it. My name is Stefan Brunswick. A young black man living in the city of Boston, Massac...
Briefly she closed her eyes trying to still the wild pounding of her heart. Shifting her position slightly she felt the ropes chafe her wrists, arms pulled back hands high above her head against the bench on which she lay. Her arse was elevated and her legs secured at the knee and ankle to stirrups which spread her legs wide leaving her whore cunt open and v...
This story is based upon a photo series, "The Bet", by Italian photographer, Andrea James Bramley, who recently signed up on Literotica under user name BramleyAppleTheForbiddenFruit. I write this with the permission of both he and the model featured in "The Bet", and with his collaboration. He especially helps with some of the Italian phrasing, which I don't...
As much as Joriah made them to be warriors to protect the weak, he wanted them to be hedonistic to baffle the minds of the Purists, who wanted to achieve what they have naturally. So when making the Sha Mi Zen, Joriah not only heightened their drive, but also created in them certain hormones and erogenous spots to make sex the most enjoyable experience for...
Location: Ramez, Duchy of Atansha, Kingdom of Tildor Date: May 2047 Royce Moramorian, Duke of Atansha, just entered the manor when he saw her. He was sure she was new. She was a dark beauty, quite striking. Nearly everyone else in Ramez had skin that was fair or bronze-brown. This young lady was the color of mocha, dark with creamy undertones. Her hair was...
I had a wonderful life with my parents and little sister, before being accepted in to College on the other side of the country. A virgin when I left home, I had kissed my share of boys, but never really done much more than that. At College I met Brad, and things progressed slowly, and at the pace I set. He was a wonderful man, and, on the night I chose to g...
Miami, Dade County. Nearing Midnight. "More champagne, Renaldo." A seedy gentleman in a tan leisure suit and white button down shirt smiled at the lovely women comforting his beckon call. His entourage of four men all admiring the beauty of a pair of sultry young women in their mid to late 20's. Entourage meaning gun totting hired thugs. Renaldo Cartucci...
"I'm simply saying..." Matt began with a bemused smirk. "...just having all of those tentacles moving in different ways would be a chore, much less trying to coordinate all of that while feeling it. It's an intriguing idea but I don't see it working practically." Mara rolled her eyes. "Coordination is all about muscle memory. I'm sure you could figure it ou...