I was completely, physically, sexually, and otherwise drained at the end of the evening. Roxanne, Jen, and even Carl had worn me out between them. I had expelled one load in Jen's ass, one in Roxanne's, and the last in Carl's, but I also came on Roxanne's tits once, only to have Carl and Jen both lap it up and share it in a truly fantastic French kiss that p...
With the kind authorization from Riviere7. * Brigitte's exhibitionist tendencies, nearly forgotten for years blossomed again as she was sucked and licked by both her submissive girls, Virginia and Marie Laure. It was fantastic to be so pleasantly treated in front of so many men : five if her overexcited senses didn't fool her. It really reminded her the t...
This material is intended for readers at least 18 yrs. of age or older. If you are not 18 leave now. This story is purely fictional and not meant to be taken any other way. With the memory of his first anniversary still fresh in his mind, Bill decided this year, things were gonna be his way. He wanted to introduce his wife to new ideas. Not pain but pleasur...
It was a typical suburban house in a typical suburban street in an Essex town called Woodford. As I had been requested, I left my car a hundred yards or so past number 42 and walked back. That in itself was a struggle as it was raining and the wind was howling. From under the umbrella that I was trying to stop blowing away, I saw 42 and noticed that it was a...
Chapter 1; Tim A soft warm hand on my shoulder, shaking me, waking me and a distant voice echoing around my brain as I sought to establish just who and where I was. "¿está usted bien?" "¿Usted necesita ayuda?" A soft female voice then and the realisation that in fact I had fallen asleep on my beach. At least, what I considered to be my beach. In trut...
I get dressed in my tan, gray, black and white camouflage pants, a black t-shirt and black boots. I put my hair up in a pony tail and pull it through my camouflage baseball cap. I go out to the living room and see my slave sitting on the couch. As he sees me coming out of the room, he smiles widely at how I am dressed and knows that he is probably in for it...
Melissa gazed down at the small space where her feet rested. Her black, flat heeled shoes, the ones that gave her comfort and reminded her of how easy it was for her to just forget the world, were tattered and worn, the seams on the side ungluing. She sighed deeply, trying to calm herself, remembering where she was. If anyone had told her almost a year ago...
by Luna_lit & PhoenixPrime01 "Here, let me help you with those." Polly turned her head in the direction of the low male voice. "Oh, hi." She smiled and allowed him to take a couple of her grocery bags. She saw him almost every Thursday evening at the store; at the deli counter, the aisles or the checkout. As their faces had become familiar to each other...
Author's Note: The following is the conclusion of a sequel to "The Dice Game" (https://www.literotica.com/s/the-dice-game-2). It is also a work of fiction intended for novelty purposes only. It contains graphic scenes which may not depict fully safe or wise BDSM practices, and should be enjoyed purely as fantasy. Epilogue: Supplicants Gabrielle's palms g...
She checked her instructions carefully for at least the tenth time in the last half an hour, the printed sheet now crumpled from repeated folding and unfolding, Number 17 Naysmith drive, left out of the station, down Arkwright street for three hundred yards and turn left at the Red Lion into Merethorpe Gardens and then second left. The high arch of the hone...