I want to take it up my fucking ass. I want your hand at the back of my neck, pushing my delicate face cruelly into the mattress. You can slowly press the head of your cock against the tight little ring that clenches and resists you even when I do not. It can't help squeezing itself tightly against you. But go ahead and push it in. Make me uncomfortable,...
A loud howl rang out across the forest, reaching into a small cottage in the center of a well hidden clearing. The sound jolted Abby from her sleep, groaning she rolled to her feet and rubbed her green and yellow eyes, glancing at her clock she frowned, it read 2am. Squinting out her window into her bright moonlit back yard she sighed, the same call had been...
Standing in front of the mirror, I look at myself. A Black-haired, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed lady stares back at me. The name is Mona Al-Mokhtar, and I'm a lady with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, and have lived in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past eleven years. I am forty two years old,...
Before you go any farther, I have a confession to make. I don't know exactly why I am writing this. I'm not sure where this is going to go. It was bothering me all last night, these thoughts and ideas that come to light in these words. I've never had a good relationship with my father, yet that is to say that I have never had a relationship at all with my fa...
Ronnie Brooks looked at the lipstick message on his bedroom mirror, GOODBYE BABY! The end had come with no warning. He thought they had a good thing going. Guess things weren't as good as he thought. Sarah and he were childhood sweethearts. They met in fourth grade and had been friends or boyfriend and girlfriend till they married at twenty one. Seven yea...
It's been almost a year an a half since my "First REAL punishment" from hubby. Since that day we have made a few small changes in the basics of our relationship. Yes, we have always "played" at spanking strictly for sexual purposes, that fateful day 1 ½ years ago changed a bit of how we interact with one another. As difficult as it was for both us, we also r...
My name does not matter. Who or what I am does not matter. I am not a man. I am not a woman. I am not an Angel, a God or a Demon. I am simply here and I have always been here. I am the chronicler of all that happens. Currently, I am walking around the remnants of the earth, looking at the aftermath of an ancient battle where the human race, the most magnific...
The One Bomber. That would have to be his name. That asshole, Ted Kaczynski, had already used up his first choice for a name, the Uni Bomber, so he would have to go with this lesser selection to express the same idea. He was the One Bomber. The One that mattered, the One who would punish those who deserved it. Someone once tried to tell him that that Kaczyn...
We'd had sex in my kitchen, which I had just carefully cleaned the day before. I had been inhaling the scent of bleach on my counter, while he fucked me from behind, pounding into me. Now he had found a clean dishtowel, was running it under the warm water, wiping us both up. "You know more Spanish than I thought," he finally remarked. "Yeah. And you calle...
Thank you to everyone for the feedback and votes on my first submission to Literotica, "Forget the Rain". I appreciate any feedback I get and try to answer all that I can. Thanks also to istanbulnoir for his editing assistance on the last story. Comments (helpful ones please) are always welcome and don't forget to vote! ************************************...