[This story deals with women's bodily functions, all three of them. If this bothers you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18.] *** Word had quickly gone around the little group of middle-aged women who got together every fortnight to relax over a nice meal and catch each other up on what had gone on with their families and their world i...
Inspired by a fantasy of my spanking partner, CB. Please send feedback and don't forget to vote! Parkwood Academy had a reputation for graduating some of the brightest, best educated young people in the region. Their alumnae list was a veritable 'who's who' of Fortune 500 company executives and also included well known heads of large non-profit organization...
The train clatters through the English countryside, past nameless farms and villages. You clutch the letter from the school to your chest, in case anybody recognises it. For one bizarre and irrational moment, you imagine yourself on the way to Hogwarts or some other school of juvenile literature. Cautiously, you slide the prospectus for St Mabyn’s out of its...
Christine had returned to the old family home after her husband Harold had been killed in a plane crash. She was an experienced math teacher in her early 30s. Unlike teachers in some subjects, her skills were desired by most districts, including the schools in her old home town. So now she was a well-regarded faculty member at the high school, popular both w...
Dear Shoeblossom, I love your letters. They are all over Literotica and other sites, and they never fail to fascinate! So the other day my husband Pohan came home and I was having drinks with a couple who we are close friends with. I have to add, when Pohan gets in from work he often asks me to immediately release his catheter, so he can urinate, and he's...
This story does involve bodily functions, fetishes, and behavior that might offend some, who should read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** It was early in the 20th century when the institution of the governess, hired by well-to-do families to care for their offspring, began to disappear. The reign of governesses in households—at least over t...
If first impressions were anything indication the lime tree-lined drive through landscaped gardens to the Georgian house was a promising start. Even the name on the signboard, 'Welcome to the Fardo Clinic', oozed class. Not Hospital, Clinic - very exclusive, thought Amy Jones; gosh, she really hoped she got offered this nursing post. Inside her favourable a...
When growing up Veronica Rose was not a beautiful girl but neither was she an ugly girl. To be truthful, she would have been a lot better looking had she wore contact lens and quit wearing plain dresses. She has small breasts, no hips to speak of and her ass, well it's not something most normal men would ogle over. If anyone wanted to get an idea of how Ver...
A Taste of Cheerleader Discipline Ch. 2 is a continuation of A Taste of Cheerleader Discipline. If you have not yet read that story, I advise doing so before you start to read this story. The first 'A Taste of Cheerleader Discipline' story can be found in the Erotic Couplings section. This is an erotic fantasy. It is a work of fiction. Any characters or even...
It was the thing she had for swoopy haired boys, Gwen decided, that made it so difficult for her to dislike Julian Swanson. And she really wanted to dislike him. Why? The reasons were many. His laziness, his money and the spoiled churlish attitude he wore with pride—fostered by his fawning mother— were at the top of the list. However if she were truly h...