Welcome to the "Wine and Old Lace" writing event. Thanks to all the great writers who contributed stories. Thanks to the kind readers who read, vote and comment on our stories. Thanks to Literotica for hosting out stories. Credit to whom due. Hardaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks also gives me a pre-post read. Thanks to Girlinthem...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
Larry Parker had just put another shift for Candid Films Inc.; as a filmstrip editor for a small-time porno outfit, he had seen his fair share of sleaze, and was bored with the same old scenarios of 'stud meets bimbo by chance and ends up filling her well-used gash with cream'. He yearned for something a little more erotic, and had been peddling his talents...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
It was thursday morning and Megan had just parked the car outside the building that would be her home for the coming years. She was twenty-one years old, a bit older than most that were just about to start college but she had taken some time off school to work and earn some starting money before coming here. Mostly because she wanted to afford an apartment i...
Kimberly McArthur loved Dallas, the tall buildings, the great restaurants, the busy crowds, well dressed men and women everywhere. The Dallas Cowboys put her and the other potential cheerleaders up in one of the nicest hotels in town and Kim didn't mind at all that they were so closely chaperoned. Clearly the last thing the team management wanted was a scand...
"And what are you still doing here?" I looked up from my copy of Raised by Wolves I had been annotating to see my English professor, Dr. Redding, hovering over my shoulder. I sat in the middle of a large wooden table placed close to the campus library exit. I'd gotten so engulfed by my read; I hadn't noticed that the library was empty. I looked up to the...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to "The Program", which traces Tawny's journey from a voluntary sexual submissive in a D/s relationship to a paid, contracted pleasure slave, sold through a multinational conglomerate, called simply "The Company". This is the story of her first six-month service as a Company slave and begins immediately after her sale au...
I was blindfolded, tied crucified style, to the front of my restored Land Rover by my wrists with silk scarves, naked, with my throbbing erection slick with the saliva's of my girlfriend Sally, and her best friend Kim. The naked, 18 year old girls had run off, startled, down the beach, just as I was about to climax to their tag team head job, when a vehicle...