/*** AUTHOR'S NOTE. I broke the title length for Literotica stories. The correct full title of this is "The High-School Sweetheart Removal Agency", which is just too good of a title to pass up. It's an Anti-Valentine's Day tale for the Valentine's Day short story competition. Enjoy... ***/ Everyone knows how the story goes. Boy meets Girl. Boy makes fun...
Before her vacation, Mrs. Anderson was pleased to find my shop where not only could she purchase excellent vacation and beachwear, but through my family connections in Greece I could also provide her with information to make her vacation better. During her first visit to my store, I detected that her marriage and personal situation might provide an opportu...
~ This is my first attempt at a proper BDSM-themed story, so I can't promise complete realism ~ A single droplet of water slid down Lauren's naked back onto the steel handcuffs tied behind her. She shuddered as her Master dragged the solitary ice cube across her skin. Goosebumps covered her body as she sat as still and silently as possible. Lauren knew if...
Thank you for the positive feedback on the story. We are now moving on to the fantasy side of the story. The usual disclaimer applied. Everyone is (well!) above the age of consent. This story is about crossdressing. If that's not what you like how did you get to this page 😊 I hope you enjoy. * The Trap - Part 3 -- The trap is sprung. Paula lay sleeping...
Chapter 7 -- Wanting the Unwanted It was a Friday night. James had placed a gift-wrapped box on the bed and suggested it find it's way onto her body. "We're going out," he shouted from the bathroom, readying himself for a shower. Obedient and excited, she pulled the contents from the box, flinging wrapping paper about the bed and floor. Within the box was...
Blindfolded and bound naked to the bed in the hotel room, as I found myself, there was plenty of time to reflect on how you'd talked me into waiting in this vulnerable position—if only I could just focus long enough. The steady pulsing of the vibrator you'd positioned along the length of my vulva and strapped to my thighs before you left the room had reduced...
"Come on you sturdy 'ol Bucket 'o Bolts! Suns down. It's time you got moving." Isabella's audio receptors decoded Jack's blunt request and immediately executed several subroutines to bring her systems out of hibernation. Before she could even reach for the charging cable snaking out from the small of her back, Jack reached behind her maintenance chair and r...
This is a tale of exhibitionism, though sex would have been great, it was not on the menu. For those who share my appreciation for this, you will know what I mean. * I have always enjoyed the freedom of being naked. It's a simple thrill that we can all enjoy, but even better when there is a valid reason for being undressed in the presence of the opposite s...
We met on holiday. Four couples. Middle aged, child free and open for excitement. Our hotel offered peace and quiet, indulgent comfort, good food, and room for romance. Adults only, no single sex groups (that means no stag parties in hotel speak!), no business conferences and discreet service. The setting was delightful. The front balconies overlooked the l...
Man, I'm not sure where these haters come from. I'm always getting some hate from them. You may be asking yourself why so many people would waste their time hating a tall, good-looking black college man. It's because of who I am and how I live. The name is Dwight Brown III and in all likelihood, I'm better than you. Face the fact. How else would you explain...