Hello all, Lady D here! I had to put a rush on this to make sure it was entered in time for the Literotica Thanksgiving Day contest. It took up the entire holiday, but I finally got it in. Yay, me! I'm totally gonna win that prize! What?! There's no Thanksgiving Day contest? Oh. No, it's okay. I'm fine, it's just allergies. Or something. Just...read the ne...
Sorry this has taken so long to write! Clearly I should have prepared for it before submitting the first chapter. But here it is, I hope people are happier with the length of this chapter and like how the story is developing. Enjoy! Agnes awoke at 6am as she did every morning and the same as every morning she knew she wasn't going back to sleep. Rising f...
It was late Saturday afternoon having nothing better to do, I went to the mall. While I was wandering around, I happened to notice the display window of the Naughty Nighty Boutique. What caught my eye was the extreme detailing on the life like mannequins. Their perky breasts the tips of their nipples even their pussy mounds and the cracks between the cheeks...
It was awesome waking up that next morning with my head resting on Sholanda's cunt and my whole upper body clenched between her massive thighs! For the first time in over two weeks I woke up warm and limber. I did not miss the floor at the foot of the bed one bit. I showered and got ready for work. Before leaving I lovingly gazed at Sholanda's fat form in t...
The laws of my people must change. Those are the thoughts running through my head as I run for my life. The name is Albert Saint Preux. Son of RCMP Sergeant Mathieu Saint Preux and schoolteacher Anne D'Avignon. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I am also a Lycanthrope. What you ordinary human folks like...
*************Celebrating Posting the One Millionth Story to Literotica! Whoreray and Hoesannahs!!*************Humor & Satirefunny parody, I swear!mildly amusing cantankery??*************Author's Note to Literotica StaffNow don't say I don't love you guysbut sometimes, just sometimes...you are a pain in the whoohah! Just once in a while. Ah, jeez! I made yo...
5 Days Earlier Jason awoke with a start, immediately suspicious. He didn't remember much of the dream, but what he did remember put him on guard. He needn't have worried. Jason was still under the covers, and seemingly unmolested. Pearl, or rather the lump of blankets that represented her, was in the same position he'd remembered from the night before, sno...
Heather wanted to talk. We were both off and had no plans, so we decided to go to Nottingham Park in Nottingham, Pennsylvania. It's just a wooded area with a huge nature walk and some beautiful scenery. I could take some outdoor shots of Heather because there was always plenty of privacy in the woods. We hadn't spent a lot of time alone lately, and some bond...
"When I count to three you will awake, feel wonderful and you'll be ready to begin," I said softly. "One, two, three!" She lifted her head, blinked, then carefully looked around. She didn't see me or her surroundings. In her mind I wasn't there and the room was somewhere other than my study. Idly I marveled at the wonders of Hypnosis. Mrs. Ruth Claypool was...
Meet Babette Grissom, also known as Granny Babette, a sixty-year-old black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. At first glance, Granny Babette looks like any of the charming old ladies you might run into your local black church. She's lovely, friendly, well-dressed, and deeply concerned about her community. Granny Babette doesn't have a family, so c...