"Good afternoon, mademoiselle," Cyrus Dorvil said, politely addressing the young South Asian woman seated at the front desk of the Saint Paul University library. The young woman nodded, and not for the first time, Cyrus was struck by the sheer beauty of ladies from that part of the world. Too bad most them don't like us brothers, Cyrus thought, sighing deepl...
Greetings all; in my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? Anyways as my regular readers are aware, I enjoy writing about characters with fluid sexuality. The old American west has an image of hardy settlers, tough as nails cowboys, and Native Americans fighting for their land. Howev...
Have you ever been hypnotized by a force so powerful that it controls your every mental conception, your every thought??? Just imagine that you have lived your entire life thinking basic, fundamental thoughts and then all of sudden, out of a clear blue, you are blinded, and completely overwhelmed by a mind-paralyzing image. That is the reality that Walter M...
47. A Very One-Sided Battle. Grigory stood in the turret of the Greyhound, holding the fifty-caliber machine gun. He was waiting for the first Humvee to reach the intersection of Appian Way. He could not believe his luck when he saw it stop for the traffic signal. He gave the go signal to the driver and his men and they converged on the small convoy. His m...
**** CHAPTER 3 **** Asher and I left the twins mostly naked and unconscious, although we were gentlemen enough to put them in bed and cover them with blankets. We then left the bedroom and collected our gold medals to wide-eyed looks from the four Brazilian volleyballers who had been listening to every scream and orgasmic shriek within. One of the girls wa...
It was nearing six o'clock. Jason glanced at his watch for the third time. "Honey? You about ready?" he called up to her from the stairs. He chuckled to himself. Denise had been primping herself for well over an hour. Not that that was a bad thing, she was just a little nervous. And it wasn't that she'd been worried about choosing the right outfit to wear fo...
It was to be a night like any other for Augusta Sheppard. When darkness had safely fallen, she stepped out of her front door and checked her watch, as she always did. It was ten o' clock. Time to hit the road. The tall, slender woman climbed carefully into the driver's seat of her beloved car. The long, black gown she wore was slightly restricting; she was...
Author's note: "Kate's Wayward Wife Adventure" is the first story in a sub/dom trilogy. It is dedicated Literotica member 'sheath1969' (see Kate's naked body at the end of the story) who is an exhibitionist who has causal affairs on the road. I thank Kate for her helpful suggestions in the creation of the story. Let me know how your liaison goes if you encou...
The American trio split two rooms. Nancy Kirkwood and Kathy Peck together in one, Paul Lowery occupied the other. Their respective balconies looked over the Costa Garraf sand onto the Mediterranean Sea. Viewed from the third floor, those slight waves purling upon the shore reminded Lowery of the shallow bight stretching from San Diego to Oceanside. On a cal...
I had no idea why, but I wanted to visit Billy—or Detective Andrews. I put on the most basic of white girl clothes: a flannel-patterned shirt over a white tank top, black leggings, and a pair on ankle-high boots. I quickly tied my hair into a messy bun and put on a thin layer of makeup before leaving my house around 10:30 in the morning. It was a chilly day,...