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Unleashing the Bitch Pt. 02

by Boondocker42 on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

Warning: this story and specifically this chapter contains a physical struggle. Read the previous chapter for some fairly standard hooking-up; this chapter is where revenge and rage happen. ***** The girl was just beginning to get back into rhythm after her most recent orgasm when Dennis noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. Something hard smashe...

The Tale of Sara Radovich

by vicburress on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

This story is a collaboration with Literotica author Margaret Jenkins. * Part 1 (Sara Radovich speaks) As a professional, active woman in her early 40's, my physical well-being is extremely important to me. Even though I travel the world lecturing in my field (solid-state physics), and some might consider it frivolous for a tenured professor, I always mak...

Black Girls Can't Be Cheerleaders Ch. 05

by Phoenix Arrow on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Redistribution: only for personal, nonprofit use. Short Summary: White females submitting to Black females. ******** Please, if you are under the age of 18, don't read this material. Just wait a few years and you'll be all good and legal for this kind of stuff. Now for the rest of you, Enjoy! Phoenix Arrow - ***************************** "LOLA! Get in...

Pam's Pain

by JennyGently on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

"If you don't like it we don't have to see them again," my husband insisted for the umpteenth time. We were lying in bed after a pleasant but somewhat unsatisfying Sunday evening lovemaking session. "We're doing well but we can't take it for granted," he continued. "You said yourself that you were ready to try something a bit edgier, didn't you? You agree...

Thumper Ch. 08

by ktmccoll on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

George didn't want a slave. That's not to say that a small part of him -- a small pinkish part, say -- wouldn't rise admirably to a slave who responded with sexual verve to his every perverse beck and call. Someone, for example, forever clad in a sheer, flowing garment that left little to the imagination, someone who lived for the pleasure of giving pleasu...

Caitlin Writes Ch. 02

by Christopher Tracy on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Caitlin's log: Sunday, 10 a.m. I'm lying in bed with a terrible, nagging ache. You'd be forgiven for thinking I'd gone ten rounds with a Cabernet Sauvignon, but you'd be wrong. The ache was spiritual rather than physical, the apocalyptic realisation that for the third night running I'd lain awake for hour before falling asleep, contemplating all manner of th...

The Librarian

by howieshunny on Sep 16, 2017
First Time

There's this pretty librarian at the town library who is always there, quiet and promising. Her name is Lillith Washington. She wears round spectacles that slip down her nose most of the time, and she never wears any other body adornments besides the chain that connects to the eye glasses, which hold them in place when she puts them around her neck. She's no...

My Pet

by UberShortyChick327 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Master..." I heard the soft coo of my name, turning my head to see my pet as she knelt at my feet. "yes?" She said nothing as she nuzzled me sweetly, making her way between my knees and kissing my thighs to show her affections. Her cheek resting there as she smiled softly in content. She was such a good girl... I smiled tenderly, excited at the fact...

His Wife is His Slave

by Tattletale on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Michael and Diane had been married less than a year when their sexual quirks began to emerge. Blessed, or some might say cursed, with voracious appetites for sex, their experimentation sometimes lasted for days. Their games invariably included liberal doses of bondage and discipline. Quite by accident, they discovered that they achieved the greatest sexual g...

Nadia Queen of Blood Ch. 3

by velocette65 on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Bill Merryweather made a quick exit out of the precinct and headed for his car. He swung the car out onto the road and headed for home, hot with anticipation of the following day. It was after 1a.m. by the time he arrived. He opened the door of the brownstone and climbed the stairs. It was unlikely he would sleep much now he had the first real clue to ponder...