Ella had been having dreams. naughty, sensuous, wild dreams. she had dreamt about her lover, Mason, dominating her in strange places; in a forest, under a waterfall, on the roof of a moving train. This was all fine, but lately she had begun to fantasize about something else entirely. A world where it was possible to clone people, where it was not illegal to...
She kneels on your bed, wrists bound and held in front of her. Stiletto blue heels and a black corset her only clothing. Her head is hanging and her arse is bare - she knows that she is in trouble. Your hand twitches in anticipation, itching to making the shape of your hand appear on that pale canvas; and she deserves it. You approach your bed, lick up the...
My name is Evans James Armand. Friends call me E.J. I'm a black guy living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've always been fascinated by a certain phenomenon. To the point that this fascination has become an obsession of mine. That's okay because I'm lucky enough to have the means of exploring and fulfilling my little obsession. The perks of having mo...
"Icarus, please," she begged. That was his internet handle. He told her his real name before, but she never made an effort to remember. Online, she had an excuse to say that real names felt awkward. In reality, that was just a convenient cover for how she really felt. She never told anyone because she knew they'd think it was strange. She felt like she wasn...
The name is Janice O'Brien. I'm a five-foot-ten, blonde-haired and green-eyed young woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a parole officer working for the city. These days, I am extremely stressed out. The men and women in the fast-growing criminal underground of Brockton have been acting dumber and crazier than usual. I swear, there must...
It made me think for a good time how should I write this first fantasy to Literotica. There's so much of the erotica here that I couldn't stop jacking-off while I read stories about BBWs being sucked, licked and fucked. I guess it would be a great idea if I start this series of my fantasies with a conjugal scene. As for me, I'm a skinny male, who has spent...
This short story is a Happy Birthday gift to a fan. Hope you enjoy it, too. * I was just stepping out of the shower when I heard the doorbell. I hadn't ordered a pizza and I wasn't expecting company. I figured it was some kind of salesman that I could get rid of quickly so I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around me, and headed toward the front door. I opened...
"Hello, come in out of the cold. Can I assist you?" I greeted the woman warmly as she came into the shop. It was very cold this winter's afternoon, down in the single digits. I was surprised to see anyone out on such a day. A very attractive mom, probably in her early forties, was looking to get her fifteen year old son a blazer, or a jacket. Since this was...
As Matthew watched Meredith walk carefully up the steps, he found himself smiling. Driving home, he wondered why. He had been a professor of music for several years, and the female students made no secret of their interest in him. They had always flirted with him, but since becoming a widower, he seemed to have magnetic appeal. He drove slowly, in no hurry...
I'd been teasing him for weeks now. A short skirt which barely made the dress code and a shirt that showed way more than it actually covered. My favourite boots, the ones that hug up my calves as if they were involved in a deeply intimate relationship.I hoped I was getting to him. It didn't matter what the others thought. I'd been thinking about him for week...