What had started out as a fun hiking trip had quickly turned into a disaster. When we set out for Gallow Mountain, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, we'd planned a whole weekend around the trip. We packed up the car and set out on our road trip, excited to hike, climb, explore, and relax. Blake stopped and doubled over, his hands on his knees. He groaned audib...
How peaceful... How serene... Everything is comfortable, and I want for absolutely nothing right now. I must be dreaming again. What I believe happened to me just recently, couldn't possibly be real... especially here in my bedroom. Did Cindy and Victoria really come over to my apartment by themselves? Did my crazy big sister honestly agree, that all of the...
In the schoolroom thirty girls, aged from 18 to 21, wearing thirty grey Hazely Reformatory skirts and pullovers, sit at thirty desks, studying the arithmetic problems on the blackboard. At the front of the schoolroom Miss Bulstrode, a strapping woman with a short, dyke's haircut, paces backwards and forwards, scrutinising the girls keenly, pausing now and t...
She walked past my office confidently, dressed in a light blue button up shirt and tight black pants hugging her massive hips, which bounced from side to side as she walked. As she turned and bent down to talk with Sue, our HR Manager, I was treated to the most glorious sight I have ever seen. The largest rear end I have ever seen in my life pouted back at...
This was amazingly fun to write, so look forward to more pieces like this in the future. Feedback and comments are SUPER appreciated! Let me know what you'd like to see, I'm always looking for new ideas. ********* It was nine in the morning and cold and raining outside; the perfect morning for staying in bed. Staying in bed is even more fun, though, when y...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Chapter 4 The bathroom around me smelled like stale piss. The underside of the toilet was stained brown and yellow. All I could taste was the bartender's salty piss. Despite all this, I found myself excited. The idea of being dominated so completely by these women felt right. I b...
Marissa hadn't always been a public pisser. She'd always had sort of an interest in bodily functions and sometimes fantasized about going where she shouldn't. She watched a few porn videos about pulic peeing farting and even scat. She'd read a few stories on Literotica too. But it didn't happen for real until one day when she had no choice. A few years back...
"Kader Abdullahi, if you think you can just waltz in here with your half-baked apologies for coming in two hours late, again, you can kiss my fat ass," Choukri Osman said sharply, and then she looked at her husband Kader up and down. Outside their house in the City of Barrhaven, Ontario, a fierce midsummer thunderstorm raged. Standing at the door soaking wet...
You commanded me to dream of you. More specifically, you commanded me to dream of Ms. Debbie penetrating your round ass while outfitted with your very-own strap-on. And while I haven't forgotten your command and would have been more than happy to comply, unfortunately, I find that my subconscious still harbors too much rebellion for it to obey you. It fails...
I can always recognize the boys, such as you, who have been waiting a lifetime to meet me. When I am feeling flirty, I wash myself carefully, especially my specialness, with liquid soap on the tip of my pinky. Then I wriggle into a tight Lycra skirt and walk out into the business district, near the park, near the hotels where the men from out of town stay....