NOTE: Someone plagiarized Parts 1-3 and posted them under the title "Screwing the Sorority" on Literotica. These illegal postings have since removed. I am specifically re-posting this series now so that you will be able to enjoy Part 4-6 and the side-story even if you've already read "Screwing the Sorority." Part 3: Togetherness *** I was dreaming. I thin...
Derek stopped dead. "This city reeks of sorcery," he snorted. "You've been in the sun too long," exclaimed the young girl who halted at his side. Her breasts bounced once in tandem under the almost invisible halter-top. The nipples pressed against the gauzy fabric, the plumpness of each trembling breast visible at a glance, as if clothed in less than smoke...
Marybeth Strong could do two things with great proficiency, sell real estate and give head. With the housing market in Metropolitan Detroit in the tank, she found herself doing more of the later in an attempt to facilitate the former. Not that she minded. Quite the contrary, actually, judging by the performance she gave in the foyer of a four bedroom, th...
Author's Note: More costume porn. It's a wedding, after all! I'm such a filthy fashion lover. ***** Prince Yban requested a visit on this hot morning. A servant told Rellenora that her Betrothed wanted to come too, to he had more paperwork to do than was normal. Rellenora sat with the man on a porch decorated with dark pink cockscomb blooms and deep bl...
The sign in the storefront window read: COUPLE'S MASSAGE - 75% OFF "That's a steal," Sarah said, grabbing me by the wrist to drag me toward the advertisement. I stumbled after her, trying my hardest not to drop the three bags of clothes, two pairs of new shoes, and assortment of expensive jewelry she had bought over the last five hours. Naturally, all of it...
I shall never forget the moment Constantinople appeared before us. The sun was just rising as we drew near to the city, and even at a distance I could see the graceful spires and domes of palaces and minarets piercing the morning fog that lay on the Bosphorous like a blanket of down. The city seemed an ancient sage on the verge of awakening, mysterious and...
Author's Note: I've decided this story will have some mild voyeurism in it. I thought I should warn the reader beforehand in case one doesn't enjoy such things. ****** When her menstruation cycle came, Rellenora was pleased for once. She didn't have to receive any visitors at all if she didn't want to. All she had to do was sit around and drink all the h...
Note- I do not own the rights to the work of Conan Doyle nor do I the character of Sherlock Holmes. This is purely fan fiction inspired by said stories. Likewise, any person herein described by myself refers to no one in real life. Special kudos also to the bondage illustrator Bill Ward. xxx The actress Rachel McAdams had stumbled across the erotic fictio...
Tetenia choked loudly on His Likeness, and her head shot off the phallus. She breathed heavily, quickly, deep, heaving, almost panicked breaths. She held her stomach and then rubbed her temples, gazing up at the life-size, golden statue of Him. Ellesa, her Blessed Servant, handed her a glass of water. Tetenia took small sips, not wanting overwhelm herself....
They still continued to see each other every day as she wasn't ready to become a full fledged card dealer yet. She practiced with Nicholas at his home every afternoon, always careful to avoid anything even slightly romantic. After a week, late one afternoon, he finally deemed her ready. "Are you sure?" she asked nervously. "Yes, I'll put you on first thing...