After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses sure had me figured out. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websites...
The American Body Beautiful The whole thing about Lill's virginity kept on bubbling up and causing suppressed hilarity among our group through the next week. Mandy wanted to start a rumour round the school, and Lill didn't want that mostly because she didn't want people talking about her any more but also because she said there was just no way anyone could...
Robert's eyes were almost closed but still he struggled, hanging on to that last sliver of consciousness like a shipwrecked sailor clinging to a bit of flotsam. But she was making it hard, almost impossible to stay awake. The vision of the large soft breasts that first ensnared him now danced inside his drooping eyelids. Her musky perfume filled his nostrils...
(I want to thank everyone again for their support and feedback! Holy cow, over 15,000 reads between the two stories! I have no idea how that stacks in comparison to other stories here, or if that's some sort of average, but it's awesome. The story's taking a nice sexy turn, and without spoiling too much below, there's going to be a bit of play with it, but t...
The story about Dad's spanking as a boy came out when we were visiting Grandma's farm in the summer holidays. A sister asked about an old, flat sofa. It was long, like a bed, and stood in a closed-in porch that ran along the side of the farmhouse. "Who used to sleep here, Grandma, in the old days?" my youngest sister asked. She had developed an interest in...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...
Author's Foreword— This is my twelfth posting to Literotica and the sixth chapter of my Male Submissive series. You are invited to vote and leave your words of either praise or displeasure. Also, feel free to visit my profile to access the archives of my older postings. Enjoy! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Male Submissive, Par...
The Melinda 109: A Little Shop Story PART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something--five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with m...
Chapter 07: Shooting Thursday lunchtime the coach turned up to take us all up to 'location' for the start of official shooting and we all got on board and Mrs Price did a quick head-count. "Anyone seen Paul?" No-one had and Mrs Price sent me to dig him out. I found him in the paper office which was the first place I looked. He said he wasn't coming. So...
COPYRIGHT – ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. NO PERMISSION IS GIVEN TO POST OR USE FOR ANY OTHER PURPOSE. ======== She was silhouetted in the open window, brushing her long blonde hair; her bare breasts thrust forward and up as she reached up to pull the brush down the butterscotch waterfall that cascaded down her back. This was her nightly ritual, and in a few mom...