UPDATE: The experiement seems to be working. "Natasha" did read my last installment (thank you Honey!). At first she was not so receptive (too much too soon?), but realized the value of getting my fantasies out through Literotica was the best way to manage my raging hormones for her. (Plus I think she gets a thrill out of the concept that this is public,...
Peter was smitten with his roommate, Mei. Maybe, obsessed with the better word, but that made him feel creepy. Ok, maybe it was a little creepy, but Mei was beautiful. Unfortunately, Peter was in a bit of a dry spell with women, and it didn't help that he was shy, although not bad looking. He was six feet tall, with brownish red hair, a goatee, and worked o...
maybe it had a little something to do with the way I remember you watching me in the shower the first time. I went on about my business as if you were not absorbing every move I made. The feelings you brought on made me feel I was a princess, a woman to be seen and appreciated in the nude. Just as I turned around to brace my leg on the edge of the tub, you...
Maybe it had a little something to do with the way I remember you watching me in the shower the first time. I went on about my business as if you were not absorbing every move I made. The feelings you brought on made me feel I was a princess, a woman to be seen and appreciated in the nude. Just as I turned around to brace my leg on the edge of the tub, you...
So there I was, lying on the floor in the fetal position. But not from any oppression; because I was deeply fulfilled. Let me back up. W had organized a meeting of the Queens — she and three other Dommes in a party-hosting rota — food, drink, conversation, and...sexual abandon. The rule is, whoever hosts is the Queen, and the others, while Dommes in all...
Sarah turned her head left and right trying to locate me with her ears. Although unable to see through her thick cotton blindfold, she tipped her head upwards as she wriggled her wrists above her head. The nylon rope was securely fastened and didn't budge. She bent her knees trying to use her body weight to release her from the restraints. Unsuccessful, her...
I lifted the bottom of her shirt up to her belly. She lifted her arms to help me take it off the rest of the way. My hands trembled a bit as I did it, as our skin touched. We were coming down a bit from our high. Of course, we could only do this after she provided one of the highlights of the night, by scooping all the cum off her face with her fingers, the...
*** As always, this story is for my maenad Jen *** Amanda came back smelling of wine, incense, and the crisp February evening. For a moment she stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the hazy hall light, a creature of smooth curves and shadows. She still wore her crown of ivy, but that was all. At her feet outside the door lay a pool of soft cotton, casually...
I sat on the train, my nose buried in a book, my body cloaked in every warm item that scattered the floor of my room that morning. The Chicago weather had just turned rigidly cold, a cold that had slipped my memory with all the hot summer fun of the previous year. Once again, it was time to bundle myself to bare the frigid Midwestern air that blew from Lake...
Ned stood in the center of the living room gathering his thoughts and steadying his enthusiasm. The doorbell toned its siren to his next call to duty. Having established his mental presence in the now, he closed the remaining distance to the foyer. The bell sounded again. He grasped the doorknob and opened the door. There stood a spritely young lady in brow...