This story contains cuckold, bisexual, interracial and female domination themes; if this is not your thing then please do not read on. I welcome comments but if criticising, please do so constructively - this is my first attempt at writing a story on Literotica. Abusive comments or emails will be deleted without being read. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy and le...
(Intro) This is the continuation in the life of Dale Horn and the never ending saga of both his pleasure-- and his plight while living in this new world of sexuality and discovery brought about through the hands of his caring, supportive Mother and as well, his long lost love Patti... Where we left off -and with every ones encouragement our Dale saw himself...
Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
**Warning** This fantasy story series contains or will contain elements of Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Female Domination, Cuckolding, Interracial Sex, Bi-sexual Innuendo and Tendencies, Teasing, and BDSM Activities. If any of these topics are offensive you to, I recommend not reading. * Thin rays of golden sunlight glimmered through the bedroom window bl...
Sunday morning after our evening of my wife dancing, flirting, kissing and being groped by a horny good looking younger man, and I woke really early, with a huge hard on, and nothing on my mind other than what my wife got up to the previous night, and what she might be going to do next Saturday. Time dragged slowly as my mind turned the events over and over....
Every touch from Naomi reverberated with the precondition for pain. Liam knew that, but fuck her hand closing around his dick blocked out the warning from his brain. All thoughts melted away with the mere friction of her wrist stroking up and down the length of him. Naomi was barely even clenching her hand or working it in careful motion; just the feel of he...
Peter Noll was home on a rainy Saturday with the sniffles. He wasn't sure if it was allergies or the start of a cold. Whatever it was he chose to stay home and avoid others. Normally he would be playing golf with his regular group but the rain took care of that. He made a pot of tea and read the morning paper. He was not normally a tea drinker but preferred...
I am KU41, 18 years old. It's tattooed on my chest and buttocks, with the word next to it SLAVE. I am russian, so I apologize for my english. I fully understand I must testimony only the facts that happened during my slavery and life, for the services of the department of slavery sociology of the university of London. I wasn't born as a slave. I became one...
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. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. Things returned to normal in Mother Mistress's household following Susan's and Patrick's initiation into...
"Victrola can be loving but she is also quite overbearing at times," Roger said wistfully, "And when I complain, she whips me and adds days on my chastity. I can't Galahaden ask her to go to counseling with me!" The members of the Men's Chastity group muttered sympathetically, but Rusk could tell it was all bullshit. Men didn't need to be in therapy tog...