"So, are you uncomfortable? Are you ready for the next stage?" You reply hesitantly, "I think...yes M, I am ready to go on." "Good answer Little Sally...but you know that we're too far gone now to stop anyway. You still have your 'safe' word, but I would be very disappointed in you if you used it. How wet are you now little Sally?" "Very wet M...my pantie...
This is my very first story on Literotica. This all started a few years back and the whole thing is entirely true but with a little light coloring in where I could. I hope you enjoy and please let me know of any constructive criticism in the comments. Thanks for reading!! *** First, a little about me. I am a forty two year old married mother of two. My kid...
I have been curious and driven to explore my sexuality. The more I read and the more I watched movies on the subject of female domination the more curious I became. From an early age I knew I had strong fetishes. While in high school, I discovered my grandmother's girdles and stockings. When I was home alone, I would wear them and masturbate to incredible or...
Marcus wakes up his hard-on aching for attention. Staring at Mara's beautifully sleeping face Marcus' heart aches with love. Carefully and slowly Marcus climbs out of bed to prepare for Mara's morning wake up. Longingly he stare at her as he prepares the toys he is about to use. His dick responds to thoughts of this morning's game and begins throbbing in his...
Part 3: A Pleasure Interlude. Behind the door was a room with a couch whose right armrest was raised in the manner of a chaise lounge, so that you could lean back very comfortably when you put your feet up. To the left stood a small round table, the central column of which ended in three curved legs. There was a bowl with some fruits on the table. Next to t...
A Lesson in Etiquette. Quiet draped over the room like a thick humid blanket. She had been sent to her room during dinner for pouting and being stubborn, her stomach knotted with dread. She should've listened. She should've kept quiet. She should've done a lot of things, but it was too late now. Her heartbeat against her chest like a thousand baby bi...
Harry's notes: hope you enjoy chapter 8. When you feel an unseen presence in the night sky, remember that it was born here. There is a summer poetry contest going on in the poetry feedback and discussion forum. Vote on all 5 semi final threads. One of them is mine. Silas decided on the bar for his meeting with Harry. Even how he arrived would determine...
I came home early from work one day, not feeling too well looking for some quiet time just to relax. I have a pressure cooker job in the advertising business and sometimes the pressure gets to me. I'm a special assistant to the vice president and one of my duties is to play host to our clients. I think I spend more time scheduling hookers than I do dinners a...
I awoke with the late-morning sun streaming into my windows, my sheets damp with sweat. My body was still tired and sore from the exertions of the previous night, but I felt strangely refreshed. I wondered how I would deal with the consequences of my actions the night before - how I would face the friends who had forced me to kneel at their feet and seen me...
Currently, I work in one of the world's oldest profession -- -- possibly the oldest. I work as a prostitute at a legal brothel in Northern Nevada. While I am one of the oldest 'girls' at this brothel, I am also one of the newest workers to provide the sexual services desired by a man. My earlier two work periods totaled five weeks. This third work period wil...