Disclaimer: the following is a work of fiction. It may contain scenes of violence, bondage and/or sexual situations which may or may not be consensual, and is intended for adult readers only. All characters portrayed in this story are adults. This work is not for profit and is intended as entertainment only. The author does not support or encourage violence...
1.Friday: Claire and Margo: New York City Claire, a nineteen year old college girl from Manhattan, attends NYU as a performing arts major, pursuing a career in modern dance. Claire is tall, slender and very fit, striking in her pure natural beauty. She was sitting on the long bench centered between the rows of lockers in the women's dressing room of her gy...
I was getting ready for the return of my son, from college for the summer, I hadn't seen him in such a while, I really was looking forward to it, although he would only be home for 4 days, before he was off again to Munich, where he was meeting a friend who came from there, and is with Geoff at his college, he was going to be away for about 3 weeks, maybe a...
Tracy pushed a broom around an already clean floor, trying to stay busy instead of obsessing on her email inbox. She had not heard from William after going out to for drinks and wondered if she had misread the signs? She actually believed he was attracted to her, but maybe he just likes to date? Maybe he dates several women at a time? It was his prerogative,...
The Jousting Tournament was well underway on the unusually sunny spring day in the north of England, not too far from the fluctuating Scottish border. Oftentimes in previous years, raiders from either side would cross into the other's territory, stealing cattle, sheep, horses, crops or anything else that could be moved away quickly. Even the border itself mo...
The myth might wear away, but the truth remains, revealed, remembered. You reach your hand inside your pocket, thankful to be free of gloves now Spring has sprung, the promise of warmer air, tender against your skin, welcome against your open face and hands. Your fingers feel for the smooth round pebble, a hard stone, polished. A prehistoric and permanent...
Permission to publish on the Literotica web-site is granted. No other rights granted without the author's written permission. (This multi-part story is the reenactment of a series of imaginary weekly erotic telephone conversations (phone sex) carried on over a period of time between a married woman and her best friend's husband. The language is descriptive,...
Note: This story contains elements of domination, drugged/mind controlled nonconsent, lesbian sex, and gangsters. "There is no need for them to remember any of it," Pellesise said, chuckling. The elf took a little puff from the hookah pipe and passed it on. "What putty in our claws. Humans!" "Aw, what a shame." Illetris gave a half-joking pout. "I was ho...
It was only a moment later that the engine stopped and three thumps announced his men had jumped aboard. Ember murmured an unconscious protest as he moved away from her. He wrapped the bedding around her snugly, and she settled back into sleep. He went to the door just as Idris, Jael, and Alaric made their way below-deck. Stryx nodded in greeting. "Good to...
Her shift finally ended, as Syn handed the keys to her Assistant Alexandra, which they all called Alex. Syn desperately wanted to ask her about the goings on around the place before she took it over, yet she didn't. A shower, breakfast and her bed was all she really cared about at the moment. "Have a good day Alex; don't forget the truck will be here at elev...