Author’s note: Some asked for it. They got it. Hard and nasty, no holes barred. As always, comments are welcome, but don’t say you weren’t warned. This ain’t your granny’s love story! And if it is, I’d like to meet her! * * * * * I heard a knock on my kitchen door and looked out to see the lil slut from next door. She’s eighteen, blonde, skinny as a rail a...
You know, I'd heard about this kind of thing before but never, and I mean never, did I expect to see it first-hand! It was voting day and I was on my way to the polling station in my neighborhood. As I approached the building, a local school that was giving up their gymnasium for the occasion, I saw a few people wandering in and out of the building. Some we...
Hi, this is Fucktoy and my second story. If you are tuning in late, I compose these stories for her, and she keeps her webcam on for me. Since she decided that the stories were going to be published, we have started using a third person narrative mode. Up until now, we have used second person. Please send us some feedback to let us know what you think. You...
Hey again everyone! This is Part 3 of my ongoing story of Erika submitting to her Mistress Kaylee, in which Erika is finally used by the party goers. You can read this part without having read the others and still basically know what's going on, but what fun is that? :) I'm still deciding where to go from here with this and also not sure what people think of...
My valet Octavius came into the drawing room with a silver tray in his hand. "This was just delivered, master," he said in a quiet voice. I thought about the many years of training it took for a Negro slave to learn cultured tones. Octavius was admired throughout all of New Orleans as the perfect example of a gentleman's valet. I took the envelope from him....
I was trembling with fear sitting in the seat of my car. I had finally just gotten my license and was making about a 6 and a half hour drive. I had considered turning back and going home several times, the closer I got. However, the closer I was the longer the drive home would be and it was getting late. I looked at my directions, carefully pulling in to the...
This is part two of a three part story. To read part one, go to https://www.literotica.com/s/hadleys-other-cherry-ch-01 To read the first installment of Hadley and Jack's story, Hadley's Cherry, go to https://www.literotica.com/s/hadleys-cherry *************************** Harvey Henderson was padding upstairs with a glass of water when he saw lights shi...
Much like the Narrator from the film we had watched that evening I was unable to sleep, and seeing as how I'm doing somewhat of a narration myself perhaps I have more in common with him than I think. Whilst I wasn't exactly an insomniac my bed did feel like it stretched out for miles. It felt empty; and I had never felt more alone in my own bed in my entire...
"Dean Whitaker, your two o'clock is here." The Dean looked up from his desk and responded to his secretary, "Let her in." Seconds later, a beautiful brunette strode through the door into the Dean's office. The Dean looked her up and down. The girl wore a white, strapless sundress that fit her curves nicely. The Dean, a quick wit and keen observer, enjoyed...
None of it was planned. I submitted a story to my Creative Writing instructor about a young girl who had been abducted for two hours when she was seven. In the story I referred to a teddy bear that had been wrapped in a baby blanket. I hit two home runs. The next thing I knew I was called into her office only to find a coed sniffling. "Where did you get t...