Ok folks this is my first time putting anything out there so bear with me. Comments and advice greatly appreciated. ~ Gigi * Sometimes people don't have the best intentions, they're just evil and don't have half a mind to care. Mind you evil is not the same thing as hateful but I guess in a way they're pretty close. I'm hateful not evil but I've known seve...
Inside Naomi's cottage the mood was pensive to say the least, Zoe sat on the divan staring at a pacing Naomi as Freddie sat in a chair worrying her bottom lip, you didn't see Naomi lose it often but she looked as if she was about to blow. The dressers had come in after they returned from the opening ceremony to begin the Festival of Feasts, to rid her of her...
With the kind authorization from Riviere7. * Brigitte's exhibitionist tendencies, nearly forgotten for years blossomed again as she was sucked and licked by both her submissive girls, Virginia and Marie Laure. It was fantastic to be so pleasantly treated in front of so many men : five if her overexcited senses didn't fool her. It really reminded her the t...
I could only register one feeling as I limped into the alley. Pain. My body was on fire and I didn't know what to do with myself. I grabbed my side and winced as pain shot through my body again. I felt tears form in my eyes and fall like raindrops on my cheeks. That bastard stabbed me in the side. Although I'll admit that I was lucky that's all he got a chan...
"And ah, yeah, open this one." "Goodness, you shouldn't have," April gushed. "You've already made my day, sweetie." "One more goodie won't hurt, will it?" Larry smiled benignly as he handed her the final wrapped package. "Well," she said, smiling brightly. "I suppose I won't let it." He laughed. "Let's hope not." The Phaidon coffee-table tome truly did...
(I was sitting around on my break doing nothing what so ever when I was hit by this idea I had been working on another new story but I think I'll delete it. After all if it's worth deleting it's not worth posting. Anyhoo I'm sort of back. I'm not connected to any businesses mentioned, likenesses etc are coincidental and unintentional. The place described is...
I'm the guy in the background most of the time. I'm nothing special. That's not to say I'm not valuable. I'm not dumb. I'm a problem solver. I've got talents too. I paint. I cook. I ski. I climb mountains. I grow my own roses and vegetables. And I play guitar. But I never sold my paintings. I paint for my own relaxation. I only cook for myself at home, but...
I apologize to avid readers of Literotica for the length of this submission. Sam and Marcia would not quit playing around. He keeps losing weight, the fun and games get longer. I wanted to break it up into seven sections for your reading ease, but that violates the submission guidelines for the Summer Lovin contest into which I wish to submit it. Easier for...
"It's still coming down! April is too late in the year for this nonsense," Dr. Crist whined, watching as a thick, white snow coated the ground. "Maybe if we hadn't been listening to podcasts all the way up, we'd have heard some weather warnings." "Global warming," sighed Dr. Beltz. "The seasons are all fucked up because of that..." Dr. Crist rolled his ey...
Amesbury ordered me to start serving the canapes. And as I stood in silent horror, Mistress, Barletta, Lyndsay and the other free women at the table began to debate the merits of punishing me for being a bad daughter. I hesitated but then obeyed, cringing anew at every order, as Mistress Barletta, Amesbury and Lyndsay forced me to display my naked body in...