The bright morning sun light up the room through the open curtains of the large picture window. Its warming rays felt so nice on my body as I stretched on the king size bed. The slippery satin sheets my girlfriend Laura made me put on felt like a cool pool of liquid. My morning wood pointed straight out through the hole of the crotchless panties I wore. My p...
Thanks to all who leave meaningful feedback, and a special thanks to those who email suggestions. Keith Noel Emerson, Gregory Lake: "Welcome back, my friends, to the show that never ends. We're so glad you could attend. Come inside! Come inside!" + + + + I'm not sure what happened. I must have had a dizzy spell or something. My forehead was on the steerin...
This is my first story on Literotica, so let us see how it goes. No character in this story who is involved in a sexual act is below the age of 18. This story will contain sexual acts which are both willing and non willing by humans and non-humans, so if that is a problem I encourage you to either skip those parts or the story all together. This story does p...
Demi Lovato is a beautiful woman. That was clear as she walked in front of me at the photoshoot we just finished. In most of the photos she was topless and i could feel my pussy pulsating and becoming more and more wet and the shoot went on. I have always admired her but seeing her topless, I couldn't help but think of what it would be like to have her nippl...
AN: This story has been inspired by a doujinsh, I saw it and as I said before; I can not understand Japanese so I thought I would write this for those like myself and can only presume what is happening. Remember, ff there are any dragon ball doujins you'd like to see converted into a fan fiction; just ask. Now Enjoy. Disclaimer: I do not own this work and t...
It seemed like a boring Tuesday. We were just hanging around, both reading mindless novels. I suddenly got an inspiration and told Dee that today was to be one of my 'special' days. She looked at me with that wonderful twinkle in her eyes. One of my 'special' days meant that I was totally in charge. Whatever I said to do, she would do with no questions aske...
The time had definitely come. I had been faithfully taking my hormones for over three years, wearing loose, baggy clothes to hide my blossoming figure, and forcing myself to continue living as a male, ignoring the very feminine emotions I felt whenever I saw an attractive man. My patience was at an end. No longer could I acceot only being able to express my...
A beam of sunlight caressed me awake I rolled over expecting roll into his warm embrace. He wasn't there; his office must have called him in while I was dreaming. I lie still for a moment letting myself wake up, slowly I began to remember what I was told to do today. Master told me to go for a walk in the park, alone. "Since it was such a nice summer day." H...
This story is inspired by a bicycle trip across Denmark. The locations exist but the characters are fictional. The idea of the sugar cubes comes from an urban legend that continues to circulate amongst former Copenhagen University students. I'm unsure as to whether the practice continues or whether it ever did exist. This is the first chapter of several th...
Staff in the aristocratic town homes along Scoone Avenue traditionally get Sundays and Wednesday afternoons off. This, naturally, leads to a great increase in trade on those days in the various pubs, bars and takeaways in the surrounding neighborhood. Down the avenue and across Water Bridge from "The Fronts" of Unseen University lies the Patrician's Purse, a...