PotC: The Enigma of Elizabeth. This was inspired in part by Sirhug's comments and his Keira fetish. It can be read both as a standalone piece as well as a prequel to my PotC series. Elizabeth Swann stood smiling gently as she watched Jack Sparrow swimming towards the "Black Pearl', Will Turner with him. Of everyone who stood staring, even if she elected to...
Bahamas, Day Three - Monday What felt like a blink of the eye turned out to be 10 hours. I awoke to the sun baring though the curtains, the cool ocean breeze blowing through the windows. I woke up before Jessica, and as I rose from the bed, I noticed a dark-haired woman was cuddled up to my girlfriend. I then started to actually wake up and remember what ha...
The Six from Japan Master James had been fucking the living shit out of Alison for hours. She'd been strapped face down into a wrought-iron bondage horse, one with comfortable leather padding and thick leather straps. Her insatiable body had been well used all morning. It finally learned the meaning of the phrase ‘totally spent.' The always cunt-hungry Head...
"Seriously, guys, it's getting like the final days of the Roman Empire in here," said Jen, stepping into the motorhome, seemingly unfazed by the sight that had greeted her as she walked in. Spread naked across the table was Kate, a stunning redhead who we'd only met an hour ago and who had turned out to have been my girlfriend, Amy's, ex-girfriend. Amy was...
Chapter Four: Femme Escate It had been months since the scoundrel, Guillme, had deposited her with the Beauchamp peasants that now kept her as a slave. There was no respect for her station, no wisp of even thought for it, or the fact that she was even human. They treated her like an unwanted animal, but watched her closely to make sure she didn't run. The o...
My name is Ted Kerston. I found some paper and have decided to fill it with my thoughts and ramblings. You know, I used to root for the zombie apocalypse. I prepared for it. Making Go-Bags, learning skills like fire building, lock picking, using fire arms and how to create basic tools in the wilderness. It is true, some of those skills were VERY useful now t...
Buckling my diamond encrusted black leather collar I studied myself in the mirror with a critical eye the girl staring back at me wasn't the everyday Keira, but the working one. The Black leather corset made my tiny waist look even more delicate and pushed my breasts up to heights it could barely contain; if I moved wrong I would expose my nipples. The tiny...
Hi guys, this is Sujith, doing my first submission to Literotica.com. Although I wanted to submit another story of mine as my first one, but I haven't finished writing it. Will come soon with that, for now I would like to share one of my true experience here. This is about me and one of my friend's sister, Her name Alpa. My time with her when I was 21 and l...
"Excuse me, is that seat vacant?" Glancing up from his spreadsheet, Greg Lancaster liked what he saw. Surely no more than eighteen or nineteen, the fresh-faced youngster was, if not the prettiest girl to ever cast a shadow across his retinas, certainly the best-looking in his residual memory. Drooling was not an option, and in the wake of his marginally o...
Bahamas, Day Five - Wednesday Day five started with Jessica waking up before me. We still hadn't gone to the store to get coffee supplies, so she went down the street to the coffee shop, ordered our favorite brews, and came back to the hotel. I was still asleep when she got back, so she curled up on the couch with a warm throw, grabbed her iPad, and surfed...