"Well, if you really need someone, I suppose I could do that—if you really need me." Clara tried to make her reluctance quite clear, but Elizabeth was having none of that. She just cheerily plowed along, working on getting Clara on the road to fill in for no-shows among the volunteers at the soup kitchen where Elizabeth was working that evening. Nothing had...
The classroom was filled with mostly sultry, rebellious, punk and goth young women ranging in age from 18 to 25. They were clad in copious amounts of leather and chains and too-little spandex, had ample piercings and tattoos, and each one of them had a sour expression on her face. None of them wanted to be here, but it was better than prison. A matronly old...
It'd been three months since my old guitar had been stolen from the back of car, and it took me weeks to get over my anger. While it was more than thirty years old, its rich tones seemed to better with age. I owned three guitars, but the one stolen had been my favourite by far. Sure, the insurance paid out on it after a bit of squabbling but I knew in my hea...
Clara awoke to hear a low humming sound all around her. She opened her eyes and was shocked to find that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed naked and her legs splayed, on a cool plastic bed that gently pulsed with white light. The bed was situated in the middle of a large, circular control room, with many panels and computer screens al...
First they went to the bank. The manager took one look at David's account and they were treated like royalty. Clara left with a new charge card. David didn't mention a limit and she didn't ask. Next they went to target. It took three shopping carts to get everything on the list. Once they loaded up the van David grabbed Clara's hand and started walking her b...
Clara was roused by an odd tingling sensation in her toes. As she began to stir, she realised that the fingers of her left hand were inside her vagina. She quickly removed them and pulled her hand out of her pants as she opened her eyes and looked around. It took her a couple of seconds to remember where she was, and she moaned when she realised that her ent...
It was almost nine when Clara left the mansion to go on her morning run. This time, she deliberately slowed her pace. Clara loathed doing anything half-hearted, but it was only by sheer luck that nobody had noticed her running at super-human speeds last time. She couldn't risk anyone discovering her secret, and besides, she had a lot to think about. Surpris...
This started out as a Niece\Uncle incest story but something wouldn't let me write it that way. So I made an admittedly contrived change, added some mild bondage and came up with this. I don't think it's the end of the story for these two though; I have a couple of angst-ridden ideas that may make a sequel. ************* Clara turned up outside my door, t...
"Tobias, you've got issues, my brother," Clara Mathieu said, sighing as she looked at the confused young Haitian man who sat on the couch next to her. As the Head Deaconess and Special Advisor to the Young People's Branch of the Righteous Life Ministry, it was her duty to counsel and mentor young black men and young black women and steer them in the right di...
A trip to the mall turns into pleasure This is my first submission to Literotica and it is also my submission to the "WINTER HOLIDAYS STORY CONTEST 2015".I would appreciate your vote and constructive comments. Enjoy! ******** Christmas was just around the corner and Clara still had so many gifts to find. As much as she loved the holidays, the shopping wa...