Driving home from work, I'm startled by my cellular phone ringing in my purse. I'm more than a little surprised to hear my master’s voice. "Slave, are you naked?" Lonny asks me. "No." I say. "For gods sake, I'm driving through downtown!" I explained. “Good.” “Drive to 1855 Parker Street, and pull in the garage.” “Get out of your car and close the garage d...
A couple of you wrote and suggested that my writing style takes too long to get to any actual sexy portion? My answer would be, I am sorry and perhaps you might wish to see your Urologist, there are some potential cures for that...problem. Being premature is a medical condition you see...:) After actually submitting my last story I decided to tell some mo...
NOTE: This is part of a multi-chapter story of which there are forty chapters plus an epilogue. An uncompleted version of this story appeared here at Literotica a few years ago in case it looks familiar to you. The story has been revised and completed. Chapters 37 - 40 and the epilogue are all new material. ***** As Jane awoke, she did not recognize any o...
I awoke the next morning with a major headache. I tumbled into the bath, ran my fingers through my hair, splashed water on my face, and found some Tylenol. There was no glass and I needed something to drink to take the pills. Carey was still asleep and I couldn't hear anything downstairs. I pulled my shirt over my head and peeked out. No one. Well, I thought...
Part Sixteen: Confession Once again, Jeremy was less than enthused about getting together with Natasha and Scott. "You know Miss Natasha is going to want me to undress when we're there." He said. Meryn frowned. "You're probably right. And you know I don't like that. Still," she mused, "we will be her guests, and it is her place." "House rules?" He asked....
When my mom told me that Mrs. Reid had called and had some chores for me to do, I was both excited and nervous. Excited, because Mrs. Reid usually rewarded my hard work with a long, slow handjob that would leave me coming in quarts. Nervous, because more and more of her "chores" were stunts devised to get me into embarrassing situations for her amusement. S...
It was getting late and Sarah was frantically trying on different outfits in her bedroom. She kept tossing clothes to the corner of the room and cursing not finding anything suitable. She had been looking forwards to this night for weeks because she would be soon arriving at her best friend, Amy's house, for a Halloween party. Amy's parents were much more...
My first impression of the place was that it appeared unlived in. Everything was so perfectly placed, so unsullied by life. Chairs had no apparent depressions from past occupants; coffee table books seemed deliberately angled on pristine tabletops; dried flowers were dashes of contrived colour in contrived places — it was as if the living room had been dec...
Authors Note: I will finish the two series in the works; "Best Sales Job in the World" and "House Staff are Sexual Predators." First though I am honoring a reader request with this story then I will complete the other series. There are also some other stories that I will bring to closure before I reach my target submissions of 600. KYLE HANDLES DISAPPOINTM...
I was where I was supposed to be, kneeling by the bed, when I heard the lock being turned and laughter from the main door. A warm heat of embarrassment ran through me when I realised there were two voices, just as my girlfriend had said there would be. My legs shuffled restlessly as I forgot about the aching both from my knees and from my caged, moist cock b...