Starting in the 1600s, when the English first found India, family tradition has it that at least one male member of every generation has gone off in quest of Indian cunt; a kind of coming of age thing. Others went off to subjugate, to teach those damn natives what the white man's superiority was all about; but not us. Not for us pseudo patriotic thoughts of...
Edited by michael-leonard Sometimes no matter what we do, things have a way of working out for the best. Prologue: David Richardson slammed his locker door shut; he had just enough time to get to his homeroom before the late bell sounded. Not that he was really worried; after all, it was the last full day of the school year. They just had three half-days...
Author's Note: This is NOT the kind of Part 3 that is designed to stand alone. You will be very lost without having read Parts 1 and 2. I'm a dreamer, as I'm sure many of you Literotica readers are too. This story was born out of a daydream about two women who are brought into the world of BDSM dramatically differently. Ignore the Warning Label has chang...
This is a lengthy story covering many different subjects. Be warned that some fetish concepts are explored. ***** When Mr. Caruso next door unexpectedly passed away, I attended the funeral along with my parents. I think that the entire neighborhood turned out. The Carusos were popular, friendly people and his sudden passing shook everyone. It happened in...
"Ah, Christ, Rachel! Why can't you make it?" "Sorry, Allison, but I'm really sick. I think I'm gonna go straight to bed." For a moment I conjured with the thought of bed with Rachel. The idea of slipping between nice crisp sheets with my best friend was an extremely pleasant one. Our naked bodies writhing together in a ballet of lust; our lips touching sens...
All afternoon, the desire had been welling up deep within Me. My eyes had been practically glued to anything which would give My the time: the bottom-right corner of My laptop, the watch on My left wrist, the old analog clock on the wall of the break room, My cell phone... I left the office ten minutes early, but it had been preplanned so that I could drop...
I was in my office when I heard his yell. "Miss McNeil, my office. Now!" That beautiful voice sounded just as wonderful when it was yelling. I got up quickly and walked to his office a few feet away. "Yes, Mr. Hart?" "Come in, close the door and sit down." I walked through the door and closed it before taking a seat in the chair across from him. "Do y...
This story is about mild female domination. It is pure fantasy. While not purely CFNM it will be, you just have to start somewhere? If you care to comment and/or chat about the topic I truely appreciate all sincere responces. Criticism is welcome unless of course it is mean spirited. "Is that it, dear? Is that what's bothering you? You don't have a proble...
For most people, Friday nights were normally a celebration to the end of the working week. An evening highlighted by friends, dates, and late nights in bars. Not for Katie. Katie sat alone in her apartment. Working from her bed, a sea of mangled sheets. The only light in the room radiated from her laptop that rested upon her slender thighs. Her fingers rh...
My name is Jeffrey Jackson Stewart. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the great state of Maine. I have some news for you. Are you ready? The world is mine. End of story. Why? Well, maybe you should ask yourself why not. All my life, I knew that I was destined for greatness. I know. Every brat in foster care tells himself or herself that. It...