I. She had become such a devil, my sweet Caroline. Inside her, I was sure, it had raged already long before she had met me, that hellish fire of a demon goddess, but now it had been given shape and form and the means to live it out, those delirious desires that had been born in that hell's fire. She smiled at me as I left the bed, stretching her perfected...
This chapter, in a departure from all the previous chapters, will be told from the perspective of Peter's best friend Tom. * I was always pretty skeptical of Peter's claims to have hypnotized his wife; he just wasn't that good at it. I had to admit though, that something had happened to Jolene to make her compliant and submissive. Perhaps her head injury h...
I was miserable. The bent over position with my head forced back was causing cramps in my back, shoulders, neck, and thighs. My nipples were a constant source of acute pain that was intensified by my Mistresses occasional teasing with her foot. My cock and balls consumed a great deal of my attention. The rubber band behind my balls was the origin of an excru...
She often thought back on the encounter; remembering how he had been looking at her during class, how he suggested music for the class to listen to, which caused in her a deep sexual yearning. The false pretenses about listening to an album, which lead to some of the best sex she had ever had. Life, however, had gone on. A few years had passed since the enco...
She stood up, stepping out of the taxi, straightening her dress as she turned to look towards the source of the sound. The evening was warm without being a single degree to hot and it carried the mash of sounds easily from the well lit and well presented house that was crawling with its young guests. The house seemed almost alive as people danced across the...
William James Young had just been accepted into the University of California in Los Angeles (UCLA). Bill, as he was also known as, had always dreamed of going to the UCLA. His parents had been working there as professors from even before he was born, and were both now distinguished professors. His father, Graham Young, was a physicist and his mother Catherin...
Why did I wait so long to clean the house? Nikki could be arriving at any time. At least the dirty clothes were out of the dryer, folded, hangered, and out of the way. When you work full-time, with a part-time job, there never seems to be enough time to get caught up on the stuff that a woman will immediately notice. Fortunately, Nikki understands and forgiv...
I met Amy one summer when I was building a retaining wall for some neighbors. Hot, sweaty work in the middle of a California summer. One day, the lady of the house, Mrs. Wilson, thought that I looked like I needed a little refreshment. A sweet, matronly lady. Little did I know that she thought of herself as a matchmaker. She sent her nanny, Amy, down the hi...
This is the seventh in a series of stories about the consequences of the actions some wives take. When a marriage and children are involved, the consequences can be painful. This is one of those cases. * She thought to herself there was no possible way things could be any better than they were. She told herself again that she was blessed: she had it all....
Chapter 1: Getting To Know Her Many of the stories I have read on Literotica have been of the slam bam, thank you mam variety. While producing the desired results for awhile, they quickly become monotonous. I believe erotica and even pornography need to adhere to basic writing skills to be interesting, erotic and entertaining over the long haul. Consequentl...