I was at home sitting on the toilet trying to shit when my girlfriend came into the room to sit on my lap. She had a casual smile on her pretty face. Her dark hair was short and choppy but definitely not butch. She had a long lean body of Russian extraction with a puggish little nose. My heart aches for her because she does things like lean over and singing,...
This story follows Emma who is 24 years at the beginning of the story. It also covers the experience of her friends Carol, Alice, Amy ... The story is set in a future alternative world where some key scientific discoveries has lead to a new age of industrial revolution. Humans are a key resource in the new age. It all started 5 years ago when Emma had just b...
I locked the front door behind me and stepped out into the morning sun. It was a beautiful day. I walked across the patio and onto the sidewalk, and began the 5-minute walk to the designated bus pickup point. "Good morning, Ray!" Mrs Granger next door had taken a break from watering her lawn to wave at me. I smiled and waved back at her, admiring her amazi...
Sarah didn't know that her mother was about to visit her in her chamber and had already surrendered herself to the throes of sexual ecstasy. The warm liquid tongue of one of her handmaids, Cherry, was extruded deep within the inner lips of Sarah's vulva, while Sarah had thrust an exploratory finger up her servant's anus. But Lady St. Cuthbert knew better tha...
English translation by Pimanko. Chapter 8 Stephanie's First Production The days passed at the Good Breast dairy. Stephanie, who had begun producing milk moved into the second phase, increasing production. Having recently succeeded in extracting a half-liter (about a pint) of milk, their objective was still to obtain three litres a day. For that, it was ne...
This is my very first ever attempt at writing my own story. I had a lot of fun writing it and think it is at least entertaining and amusing, and I hope you will find it so as well. All sexual interactions are between characters 18 years of age or older. I took inspiration from many sources, as I have been an avid reader of Literotica for over 10 years and mo...
I slid my hands into the pockets of my denim jacket, rubbing the smooth leather of my wallet between my fingers. I've been Crystal for 6 months now, but her clothes still felt like a costume and her life still felt like a sham. That was a good thing, I guess. I've heard stories about cops who lost themselves undercover, and longed for the life of a criminal...
Continued from part 01... Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Servicio de Quarto, sen~or," a female voice announced. Room service. Ricky stiffened. Both looked at each other, knowing no such service had been ordered. Ricky pulled his gun, and started shouting in... Chinese? Tamade! Zemezhao caoxingwo! The female sound on the other side of the...
It was Shawnee's first day home after going away to finish her junior year in college and she had not yet awakened from her sleep. Despite the late morning hour, the sky remained dark and ashen, a categorization only momentarily disrupted by a brief light that shot across the sky over her home. Eventually, her alarm clock rang a blaring sound, filtered int...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. (Mistress Calista is twenty-five, has dark brown hair, green eyes, is five feet four inches tall, weighs one hundred twenty pounds, h...