They come to bring you from your chamber moments after the Handmaidens have left. You’re sitting in a fever dream of flower garlands, perfumed oils and spiced wine when the door opens and the Acolytes make their formal bows. As you process along the torchlit corridors, two of your attendants behind bearing the train of your long robe, the others leading, you...
I have written many stories on various topics for Literotica. The following story is dedicated to my wife Jen, our friend Tom and my very good friend Krystal. I hope you all enjoy this unique tale. By the way, my name is John. A special thank you to Lisa. ************************************** I ask that you please be patient to read the sex scenes as the...
When I was much younger I, like most of my contemporaries, was a fan of Elvis Presley. Not so much of Elvis, actually, because we were all envious of his wealth and fame and, most of all, how so many girls had the hots for him. We did like to listen to him, though, and I liked to lip synch to his music and play the air guitar. This was just something I did f...
Please read Chapter 1 to get the full experience and context! This chapter owes a lot to the SissifyYourself and SissyFactory content. You should check them both out! I also owe a lot to Drogon's hypno videos! ***** The 90-foot yacht cruised down the placid clear blue waters, making its lazy way past sun-specked islands. The Mediterranean waters were par...
High Priestess Alarra paced in her chambers, anxiously awaiting official word of her campaign. Alarra’s kingdom had been at war with the demonic forces of corruption for years, and had made steady progress in pushing them back. All official reports indicated that victory was near, despite horrific casualties, and rumors this morning were that the army was re...
They leaned in closer together. Their bodies pressed tightly, laying on the black leather couch. She shivered as her lovers hand slid up her thigh disappearing under her skirt. With a soft moan they opened their mouths, tongues finding each other. Circling, sucking, dancing in a woven bliss. She panted as her knee forced her thighs to spread. She rolled on...
Editing done by: Lestrange, with thanks. ***** Some years ago I had a really bad accident; my friends and I were on a skiing trip when it happened. I can't remember now what actually happened, last thing I remembered was my face hitting the snow, and then everything went black. They told me I'd been in a mild coma for three weeks and when I came to my legs...
"She's going all in!" "Oh yea, in more ways than one." Allison gasped, chewing on her knuckles. The screen glowed with electric sex. Kandy Kane, reigning cockqueen champion of the PFML (Pro-Fuck Mega League), was defending her title against Duchess Dee. The two were staples, huge names within the sport. The match itself had been brutally passionate so far...
She was shorter by merely a fraction than the other Drow that was wandering around her in ever tightening circles. And the other was better equipped just now. She herself wore only her hardened leather coverings, while the one circling her was in almost full battle regalia, given her preference for magick casting. Nonetheless, she kept her ground, eyes fac...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Mickie James, Trish Stratus or any WWE stars for that matter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ****** Trish Stratus had been riding high into Wrestlemania 22. She was a six time WWE women's champion, and had held the title for over a year now, solidifying herself as one of t...