Daddy stood in front of the dresser mirror: he buttoned up his shirt cuffs and checked his tie. 'There's money in the top drawer,' he said without turning round. 'Buy yourself something nice to wear.' The toilet flushed and Sabine, the hotel concierge emerged from the bathroom in a bra and panties, her makeup fixed up and the cum, lube and pussy juice wa...
The North Pole is a wonderful place for an elf to work, it happens to be the top sought job for our kind. Free room and board for making toys throughout the year, which is a tremendous skill for us. There just isn't a lot of opportunity for elves elsewhere. Sure you could get seasonal work at a department store or play a specific part in a movie but it is to...
Secret Agent Sledge Riprock walked into his boss's office, his broad shoulders barely fitting through the doorframe. The Chief nodded toward a chair. Sledge sat, his sculpted glutes sliding easily inside the fine wool of his expertly tailored Savile Row suit. The Chief took his pipe out of his mouth and looked levelly at Riprock. "Sledge, I've got a new ass...
Chapter 1 A couple of years ago Jessica and I were ready to move out of home. We were engaged to be married early the next year, and while I'm sure Jessica had different reasons, a large part of the motivation for me was to have somewhere we could fuck without feeling like we were doing something illegal at our parent's houses. Jessica was fit, toned and a...
Chapter 11: The Game Goes On Two weeks had passed since Rachel and I had made that pilgrimage to Ron's home filled with both fear and hope for a better future. Life had returned somewhat to normal. Rachel had returned to work, and so had I. Ron had been freaked out after I had told him about our 'scare', but he was supportive. He was a little clingier with...
Author's note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Rece...
As Nicole approached the front porch of the house, she stopped and looked back over the well-manicured landscape. She was in awe at the size of this place; everything seemed to be in perfect order. The ornately carved maple door, the large white pillars encircling the spacious porch, it was all so impressive. It was hard to believe that just one person lived...
Dear Shoeblossom Deuce, my second son is finally beating me at Ping-Pong. The ball flies over my head! When I was a kid the balls were just white, but now they come in neon orange! Deuce looks relieved, I wonder why. Is it because I have always punished him, taking his pants down and spanking him hard with my paddle when I beat him at table tennis...what a...
I was ready for whatever punishment Doña Francisca had in store for me. But I thought I should prepare as if Sergio was coming, even though it seemed he wasn't. There was something about the older woman that made me eager to look my best, anyway. I took infinite care over my hair and make-up, then had a good look at myself in the mirror, turning this way an...
Why did I say it? I know, I was frustrated, thinking only of myself for a moment. The words just slipped out. Your response shocked me. This morning had followed our usual routine. You had gotten out of bed to take your shower; assuring that I didn't need to use the bathroom, you proceeded to lock the chain to the heavy cuff on my ankle. You do this ever...