Walter knew that Roxanne was a slut. She was married and fucking several other guys on a regular basis. Her husband knew about her activities and was an active participant in their wife led lifestyle. To Walter, this is the way she had always been. Her promiscuous lifestyle was one of the first things he had learned about Roxanne. It never clouded the fact...
I had not really had a holiday this year except for a few days away with my husband Chas earlier in the year. So when my mum said did I fancy going with her and my aunty to Cephallonia, one of the Greek islands at the end of September for ten days I jumped at the chance especially when she said she would treat me to it. My mum is in her mid to late fifties a...
[part 3] The next few days at work were hard. I saw you occasionally, but you completely ignored me. My feelings ranged from embarrassment, to annoyance, to lust and back again. I still wasn't completely sure how I felt. Finally, I received an email on Friday. "If you want to continue, be here at 7pm prompt!" followed by your address. I knew straight a...
It had been two days since Donna and Jackie had sex. Neither girl had said a word to the other since. They both knew they would eventually have to talk about what happened between them but they were afraid what the other would say. Donna wanted Jackie but was afraid after years of being insulted by the spoilt girl that Jackie would consider her beneath her....
The days that soon passed in my loneliness seemed unbearable as I reflected over the one year I had been with James. He tortured me, he pleased me, he sexed me, and he despised me, seemingly all at once. There was never just one satisfying feeling from him or for him. He always had to feel more. And it had rubbed off on me. I was in an inhuman withdrawal....
Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. This is the story, written by both of us, telling of what happened following our first explosive weekend together (described in Enslaving Ev on Literotica) ... * PART 1 Slut (1) ... I had my hand on the door handle, a tear ran down my cheek and I turned to watch his car ... Master's car ... unti...
Carelessly, clumsy, and dripping with sex appeal, my baby walked in through the front door with a dazed look on her face. I went to warm her up; she wanted to fuck. Though the scent of winter persisted on her coat, I could smell her yearning pussy, wet and moist, reeking of sweet, tangy copper on a summer day. My baby never wore nail-polish, so when she loc...
I started pretty slow. I'd wear it for at first hours, then a day, and then finally overnight. That one had been the hardest, no pun intended. I would wake up multiple times a night, locked in sweet torture between the inevitably erotic thoughts in my head and the bittersweet tightness between my legs. The first time I'd tried it, I'd made it till 2 a.m. bef...
After our trial, and the girls-only celebration that lasted through the night, Wendy and I were given 3 days of rest and recovery restricted to the Rogonfeldt grounds. I did some writing. She and I were able to go on long walks. The other girls left us to rest up; the masters ignored us. They were busy with the other girls and, especially, with integrating R...
"Are you absolutely sure that this is what Allison told you she wanted us to do?" I asked Tammy for what must have been the eighth or tenth time since arriving at Myra's. "Yes, silly. Now calm down or I'll have to calm you down myself before the fun starts and that could reduce the amount of fun you're likely to have later," she giggled, clearly enjoying he...