Part III (Dr. Feelgood) She sighed out of arousal and gratification - what a thoughtful gift from her husband. Don smiled at her reaction. They stood in the doorway of the bedroom and right in front of them, there it was - a genuine gynecologist's exam table, stirrups up and ready. "Oh, Daddy," she sighed. He responded with a slightly out-of-role, tender k...
The prince forced her hands behind her and held them tight. Her back arched and her dress strained across her large full breasts. The jewels sown upon the bodice; rubies, emeralds, and diamonds, gems given to her by the seven little men from the forest, rubbed against her nipples causing them to harden to visible points. He ordered each of his four submissiv...
Patty had been Richards's girl friend for almost two years. He was getting serious enough to consider asking her to marry him in the Spring. Richard had arranged to meet her at the home of a friend who was having a neighborhood party. Just as he was walking up the steps of the house, his cell phone rang. It was Patty, who said she would not be joining him as...
I spent a pleasant afternoon sitting fishing from the gunwhale for my tea, before finding mooring at Catworth boatyard. Wandering along the dock at dusk, the small round windows of the various barges were lit from within with a homely glow, and I turned inland to purchase some much needed supplies. The streets were mostly deserted with the glow of streetli...
It was Saturday. This evening had always been the time to put aside the world and enter into His fantasies, be they whips, or wax, or ice, or whatever flights His fantasy might take. All she knew was that He had not harmed her and that she enjoyed it all. She knew the ritual of preparation well, she bathed, never taking a shower before a scene. She cleaned h...
This story is dedicated to my wonderful and loving husband, M. It is also my first submission to Literotica and any and all feedback and criticism you can provide will be gratefully accepted and considered. So please, let me hear from you... * * * It's a long, late evening at the end of a long, late day. You're too tired to leave the hotel, too wound up t...
For Michael * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (16 min/mp3) * * * * * "You were a cock-teasing dirty little slut tonight," you say. The laconic tone of your voice lingers in satisfaction on the words. I'm closing the door, pushing it so the lock slips into its box. I take my soft lower lip in my teeth. I look up at you in the h...
This submission is the first of at least three. It does start out slow but leads into the others which are juicer. Thanks for reading. **** I've worked in the same hotel for two years and trained two managers; finally they realized I know more than the morons they keep hiring and have given me the position. I admit I don't know the complete ins and outs of...
Last Saturday night turned out to be a very eventful evening, one which will long live in my memory. Like most Saturdays my thirty six year old wife Jane and I sat down to a lovely meal followed by a cuddle on the sofa as we watched a film on TV and then Jane as usual would disappear upstairs to our bedroom to read her book while I stayed downstairs to view...
Sissy let out a disheartened groan as he closed the classroom door. He looked down despondently at the discipline demerit clutched in his gloved hand, "It's my first day and already I screw something up; I can't believe this." It was only his fourth hour here at the Academy, and already he recieved a demerit. He wasn't quite regretting his decision to enrol...