Ms. Shellie smiled to herself. Today was going to be a special day for her, and for Mandy, her live in slave. Ms. Shellie remembered when the 19 year old showed up on her doorstep, begging to be allowed to serve her. At first, Ms. Shellie was nervous about accepting the girl into her home, but after seeing the ragged clothes, the genuine pleading in her eyes...
For those of you who are tired of having to sneak into your local sex shop or of receiving those knowing looks from your mailman or mailwoman when you receive that "special" package, there is a feasible alternative. The alternative will also save you from spending a lot of money for that special vibratory toy only to find it is a cheap, poorly made product t...
Hello! I have been a Literotica reader since 2007. I have been overall impressed by the quality of writing on the site and I appreciate the work everyone does in creating their stories and admire the courage it takes to post a story. I commend all those who have used Lit to develop as a writer. That said, often I am a picky reader and have noticed things...
Seated in a Queenly chair Her scant apparel, black cornelli lace, a perfect contrast to the deep crimson velvet of Her throne. Her delicate ankles crossed and resting on a luxurious footstool. Seated beside the stool, patiently waiting, is Her devoted servant. Resting his cheek against Her soft thigh. She strokes his forehead, lovingly. Thoughts wander throu...
This is the continuation of Samantha loses it, so in order to enjoy this chapter you must read the pervious chapter. * "Steve!" "Samantha!" They lay there for what seemed like hours, still joined to each other. Samantha panting her heart still racing and Steve fully aware and barely affected by what had just happened. He had must more experience he was a...
The katana is a demanding blade, razor sharp single edge and a fine balance, it is really a long scalpel, and it does not suffer fools and incompetents gladly or with mercy. It demands respect, and once received, delights its wielder with a joyful and lethal artistry. From slow and deliberate movements with eyes closed, to blinding motion that turns the room...
Juli and I had decided to move into a flat together after Our college got finished. We had just given the exams and were happy that we could do whatever we wanted now. She had just one wish, she wanted to get married to me and wanted to have kids with me. It was too early for me for those things and I said no for the next 5 years. My birthday was in the...
There are a lot of things about this site that I'll never understand, but I have found that most of them center on the readers... For instance, there seem to be a lot of readers that go around reading stories that they know they won't like and then leaving degrading remarks on the stories. They're too cowardly to leave a name, but for some reason they thin...
We moved, my Mom and Dad and me, to a new, bigger house my senior year of High school. Forget the “better” neighborhood -- for me the principle advantage of our situation was that I now lived next door to my classmate Heather and her mother, Mrs. Harley. Heather was one of the wildest party girls around and Mrs. Harley was a teacher at our school, still youn...
Hello Sir. I have been constantly wet since we were texting earlier and have held off masturbating for as long as i could but the need for release became too strong and so i took out a large dildo to use on myself. I had just taken a shower and so laid back on my bed, legs open wide and knees slightly bent. I started by slowing teasing myself, my fingers l...