Lexi's eyes grew wide upon hearing the distant sound of polished wood sliding smoothly along its track, an audible crash as the drawer in Stephanie's room met the end of said track. She knew that sound, everyone would, that outfit had just opened up the sock drawer within her sister's room. With that sound, Lexi came to the realization that this was all true...
Her fingers gently traced a path along my thigh and up, casually brushing the shaft of my small, hard cock. Princess paused her fingers at the head, brushed against the ring of my prince albert piercing and danced down the shaft. "I think you're all healed and better now, baby" she said, carefully lifting by balls and running her finger lightly over my vas...
Recently, the request to relay my favorite fantasy keeps popping up all over. Two of my dating website profiles have posed it to me, as have both of my Yahoo groups. Hence, I found myself in a position I do not relish being put in, that is, being forced to write a sort of story in a limited amount of time. I was quite pleased when I managed to complete the t...
I had been dead three years when I pretended not to notice the man drop a pill into my white wine, but that didn't stop him from trying. It hadn't stopped the other six hundred and sixty five men who were intent on courting me in this bizarre and ungentlemanly manner and it wouldn't stop the next man or the next. My afterlife was an endless cycle of man afte...
{{Author's Note: If you are going to score or rate this essay (which I sincerely encourage), please do so on the merits of the writing, NOT on whether or not you agree with the opinions.}} * * * * * There is a Nipples thread on the Literotica forum under Story Feedback started by the incomparable JenniferMidnight. The opening premise was "Nipples: Likes an...
The first thing I see when I walk into Good Vibrations - the first thing that anyone probably sees, can’t avoid seeing - is the complex display of leather strap-on gear adorning the left wall of the store, each item accompanied by a label bearing a name like “Texas Two-Step” and “British Bulldog.” Below that is the stuff you’re supposed to be strapping your...
After their quick but torrid encounter in the broom closet, Peewee and Brian could barely function. Peewee went home and convinced his mother that he really needed some new shirts, pants, socks, and underwear. It was time to shed his "little boy" image once and for all. At the nearby Grand Union Peewee found some really nice dress pants with pleats that he t...
Salutations, sluts, bitches and pigs. This is Mistress Yasmina Hussein, a happily divorced Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I've been dabbling in the realm of BDSM for a while and I've gotten quite good at it. What can I say? I like to dominate both men and women, especially people of color. Black on Black BDSM and Kink are suprem...
From the moment I entered the club, I could tell I didn't belong here. At all. The décor reminded me of a gothic adolescent's bedroom, the walls a deep black with red crushed velvet curtains, couches, even rugs. This place would be a safe haven for say Marilyn Manson but for me, with my short stature and suddenly too brightly colored clothing, I felt like th...
We are in the hotel room and we have both changed, kneeling on the floor Mistress goes over her rules with me. "Number one, keep your head bowed unless spoken to by me or by anyone else." "Number two, you will call me Mistress at all times in front of everyone, non BDSM or the U-Bahn or in the club." "Number three, you will be toilet trained tonight, so p...