It started in a dream. Ashley knew it was a dream the way everyone sort-of knows it's a dream, when they're dreaming. But sort-of knowing it's a dream doesn't always mean you don't get scared, or happy, or turned on. Knowing it's a dream doesn't help very much when it all feels so incredibly vivid. And this dream was deeper and more vivid than any Ashley ha...
The trip to Chicago was uneventful, Lori slept most of the trip. She would open her eyes from time to time and see Donna reading through the furniture catalogs and smile at the satisfaction she felt. As strange as it may sound to someone, including herself, Lori had to admit she was content in her role and was looking forward to the coming days. They change...
I already told you this before, my darlings, but it bears repeating. And remembering. Always. Clothes control the cock. And it's time for me to show it to you. And you've already waited for it so long, haven't you? Silk! Satin! Lace! Leather! Rubber! Vinyl! Fur! And while I prefer leather, vinyl of rubber for boots, the rest of my body wants everything! And...
This is just a work of fiction. It's based on a real crush I had on a real teacher who never knew what I'd felt about him. He was a truly decent guy and would NEVER have done the things I'm about to write about. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mr. Wilson was my English teacher for my freshman year in community college and was the best looking man I t...
Mary was tossing and turning in bed, finding sleep difficult. She got up and opened the window further to the sultry night hoping for more of a breeze but to no avail. With a sigh she got back into bed and scrunched up her eyes tightly. All that happened was that her mind took her back over the events of yesterday and although this kept her from sleep she sm...
It was 2 AM. I didn’t have to work tonight, for a change, but as usual, I could not sleep --- the moon was full --- I never sleep when the moon is full. Everyone in the apartment was in a sound sleep so I decided to take a drive. I wasn’t even sure where I’d go; I would just follow my instincts. I quietly threw on a light summer string strap dress over my...
Hi, this is devils_dragon and this is a true story. Sorry about the missing paragraphs, I missed them during submission, so I have edited them back in. This is my first story for Literotica and I hope you won't be too hard on me. I'd love to receive feedback and votes so that I can improve my writing. Although it's a true story I've changed the names and a f...
Situated near a rural village and a few small farms in the countryside of England, St Ophelia's Church and Convent was an aging church known for its secrecy and isolation from the world. Every now and then, a rich family would drop off their spoiled daughters who refused to get a job and move out, or a shy, philosophical woman would voluntarily join to be cl...
Your name is Allison LaCroix, and you are a modern witch. It's honestly kind of glamorous. You are awoken by sunlight streaming through the windows and the sound of pages turning. You get up to see your demon familiar, Titivillus flipping through some book or other. His red eyes dart across the pages, reading with inhuman speed. His pitch black skin shines d...
Kate closes the term with a new submissive recruit Author's note: I have been writing adult stories for about 10 years so have a big backlog to share. But the recent Gothic story challenge brought out this story from me that had to be written. Readers should enjoy each of the four parts. I will publish subsequent sections about every fortnight. Constructiv...