Hello Dear Readers, Can I just say writing is hard work? I know how many of you hate it when you come across a 2 or 3 pager. Truth be told, it kinda ticks me off too. After my last submission of Max & Lili posted at just three pages, I went back and took a look - I just knew I'd written more than that! Turns out that a perfectly respectable 13 pages in...
I am not a writer per se, I am reader, and I generally prefer character driven lengthy stories on Literotica. That said, sometimes a story get in your head and you need to figure out a way to express it. This was one of those stories and its dedicated to all of you who came into your kink later on in life, and who pursue it indirectly rather than hurt the f...
Rebecca and I would like to thank everyone for their comments and suggestions for future tasks. Please keep them coming. Denise was pissed as she heard the door slam to Matt's office. She wanted a cock in her now and Matt had pushed her away. 'That fucker, how dare him to push me away. I was practically throwing myself at him and he wasn't there.' She thoug...
This is my first submission. It's mostly a true story, but to protect myself and others, names and some other stuff has been changed. Everyone's at least 18. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- In Pretty Woman, Julia Roberts plays Vivian Ward, a streetwalker who's hired by Richard Gere's character, Edward Lewis. E...
Chapter 20 - January in Davenport Mike and Ruthie left early the following morning to return to the university. Mike was very relieved to be headed back to Davenport, because the atmosphere at home totally depressed him. More importantly, the on-going conversations between his girlfriend and his father had made him extremely nervous. He was creeped-out by t...
Luckily, there was a car - a stretch limousine - waiting to take us to the club. The driver opened the back door for us, staring pointedly at my body all the while. I did my best to avert my eyes. Once in the car, Cristina pushed me to my knees on the floor. "You will lick my boots until we get there," she said simply. I crawled in front of her on my knees,...
I woke up, the warmth and light of the morning sun pulling me from my sleep, and for a few seconds I didn't know where I was, but then it all came back to me. I was safe, at least for now, sleeping in a borrowed t-shirt, in the tiny guest room in Gabriella's house. I was lying in a somewhat sagging bed on sheets made soft by the many times they'd been washed...
Dear reader, My name is Hobblenock. A hob-goblin which could be best described as horny with a taste for the more bizarre and outlandish, in a place which suits my inclination. Today my brain ( being where it is ) aches, clamped to my special high chair with a padlock by she ( who I must obey ). This is going to make writing this story very uncomfortable i...
Harlen and Hyandai walked slowly home, it was early in the day, and they were both careworn and tired from their long nights and suffering. They took comfort in each other's company, and in the beautiful countryside, with its small copses of trees and rolling hills. Shepherds tended their flocks off on those hills, and waved as the couple passed close enough...
It started one evening as we were lying on the couch together. I was flicking through a magazine, feeling vaguely smug with myself about the dinner I'd prepared for the two of us. Anna was browsing through a copy of the local free ads paper. It looked as if she was looking for something in particular, but I had no idea what. "Ah! Here it is! Sarah said it...