My name is Raven Janelle Simpson. Friends call me R.J. I'm a short, skinny, red-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I work as a nurse at the state hospital. I'm a very straight-laced professional woman with a wickedly interesting private life. I'm very much into race play. And tonight, I'm playing with a fun Africa...
Thanks again to Kirk2004 for his most needed and patient editing. Thank you, Kirk! ~*~*~ Michael tells Katherine about the Cabin "You're going to have to tell me sooner or later, Kit. Why don't you just get it out so we can get past it and enjoy a couple of days here?" His voice was soft, caring, loving. "There's nothing to tell. Leave me alone. Damn yo...
The breeze was blowing through the green umbrella awning causing the edging to flap noisily. Inside the music was playing just above a conversational tone, Dean, Frank, Satchmo and Peggy and others singing the classics. Students, sales people, an occasional teacher, moms with kids in tow, and grandparents having a day out with their little ones all line the...
My name is Myriam Jane Rosenberg, but you can call me M.J. I was born and raised in the City of Tel Aviv in the State of Israel. Presently, I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. A year ago I won an international scholarship to study at the prestigious Carleton University in Canada's Capital Region and at the time it seemed like a dream come true...
1. This story is best read after having read the previous 4 chapters. It's not a prerequisite; just a recommendation. 2. It appears in the Loving Wives section, because that it where Literotica seems to have kept the majority of such stories. 3. I'm interested in your comments, pro and con. I'm not interested in your moralizing and labeling though. Telling...
Chapter 2 Tweedledum and Tweedledee Kim's client sat silently opposite her on the flowered pink duvet cover. Kim knew she was good at her work. She had been working in this massage parlour for a couple of years now and that was long enough to have developed sound instincts about her customers. She had a bad feeling about this one from the moment he came in...
"Brian Pumper, do you remember that porno scene we filmed a few years back, the one where you got dressed in a nice blue silk shirt like a businessman while I dressed like a stripper, and you fucked me up the ass on exercise equipment? Well, today, I'm going to do the same to you," Vida Valentine said, smiling smugly at the one-time Black Prince of Porn. "U...
To try and forget about human nature is difficult and likely will result in a bad decision. This is a story of a couple where human psychology was ignored by one of them and resulted in the eventual disintegration of the relationship. I saw some websites on the web, when I was doing some research for another story, that talks about FemDom marriages and the...
This story is a work of fiction. The Characters do not exist in real life. Be warned. It contains aspects of Female Domination that are consensual and non-consensual. As with most stories, starting in the middle doesn't make sense. Constructive comments welcomed. ***** The Vacation begins I spent Monday recuperating from the weekend. Barbara had shown me...
Part 1: Phone Domination Isn't For Losers As a phone sex Mistress, I hear a lot of excuses as to why people choose not to call ranging from "Why pay when I can get it for free?", "Phone sex is for losers", "I can't get turned on by it." to "I want the real thing, not a fantasy." They are entitled to their opinion, however, I think that many people are close...