I've been bad, disobedient. Lock me away, deprive me of my freedoms; ones only you can give me. Force me to think about my behavior. How it affects everything. How it makes Daddy feel to punish me. Make him think he's not teaching me well; unfair of me to even put that thought in his mind. He's so patient, willing, understanding, kind; he can also be unyiel...
This story contains sex, dirty words, public humiliation, adult situations, pizza, beer, nude photography, glue, jocks, and cheerleaders. If you are under 18, don't read this. . . . Greg waved goodbye to his wife, Susan, as she backed her Camry out of the driveway. Before she was even out of the driveway he started planning his weekend. He couldn't reme...
***** Born of a dark-skinned immigrant mother in a wealthy caste who shun that complexion, a conflicted girl resolves to cast off her shame and confront the boy she's always loved. ***** Author's note: If you have questions about this story or would like to point out a possible correction to be made, use Literotica's feedback-by-email with your own email...
The wrong person is invited to a sex club. An April Fools contest submission. All characters are over eighteen. Enjoy. ^^^Day 1^^^ "Am I a horrible person?" Meg asked as she flopped on the sofa in the family room. It was late in the evening. She snuggled up to her husband, Zane, and pressed her soft braless breasts against his bicep. Not being a dullar...
Mule looked up to the high dome of The Pit, its black marble 'sky' was dotted with white and blue streaks that almost reminded him of the night sky. Were it not for the bright lights that reflected off the white stone walls, white stone pillars, and white stone floors of the interior chamber it would be. This was a place of politics, ironically named The Pi...
Reading the earlier chapters will get you up to date on what is going on. Strong sexual content. It was Saturday morning and when Pat awoke she found she was alone in bed. She heard loud laughter in the kitchen and remembered that Jack and April were leaving this morning. She managed to get her newly partially paralyzed body into her wheelchair and into the...
THE PROPOSITION Over the next few weeks one thing made itself perfectly clear; our personal love life was out of this world! For instance, before that fateful night at Lou's Tavern, Holly would rarely give me a blow job. She just didn't like doing it and for sure she most certainly would never dream of swallowing. But now she gives them to me all the tim...
"Mhm!" Mrs. Cinder sighed in delight as the thick cock slid in between her enthusiastic lips. Finally, she thought as she once again tasted the saltiness of her lover. James had barely made it inside the door before she attacked. Pushing him up against the wall, she knelt down in front of him and took his quickly-growing dick out and buried it in her mouth....
This is an adult story about being submissive and of giving of oneself to others and of being used sexually, so if you don't want or like reading about such lifestyles, then I suggest you close this and move along to something else. The story line is fictional. It is placed into this context to heighten the eroticism but the descriptions of the sexual acti...
“Good morning, my, little, ray of sunshine!” The chubby, Italian restaurant owner, said, as he entered the newsagent shop, that I work in. “How are you this morning?” “Fine,” I replied, smiling, as I folded his newspaper and took a packet of his usual cigarettes from the shelf. I looked forward to Tullio’s visits, each day, he was a happy man, mid forties,...