My name is Kate. I'm an white-furred anthropomorphic wolf, whatever that is. I'm 24, 5'6. I have B-cup breasts and I love to run and jog to keep the weight off. Recently, however, my life has gotten a bit nuts. I've just moved to a new house and I've been meaning to unpack, but I just got a new position at my job at a tech company and haven't had much time....
I am conducting a series of interviews with authors on Literotica, this is the third in the series, with the author soppingwetpanties. She is a relatively new author on Literotica, but I've enjoyed her stories, most of which involve themes of lesbian domination and submission. Her stories are highly rated and have received many comments. I have reached out...
For second story I have chosen again an experience that by itself has nothing too uncommon, but for me it was interesting, with several firsts. Some time ago we and they lived very close, same block, and I was sort of a colleague of her. They had kids, we too, about same age. We got friendly with play dates (for kids etc. A bit of novelty for us, initially,...
Tom sat on the park bench and watched his wife queuing at the ice cream stall. They were both hitting 40 this year and he couldn't help ruminate on the nature of his relationship as they planted their feet firmly in middle age. He loved her, no doubt about that but did he desire her? Yes and no. They still had sex and whilst infrequent it was always good and...
Have you ever wondered why some authors seem more popular than others? Why do some stories get so many views and votes, while others languish without the hope of a little red "H"? Why does it seem easier to get into the toplists in some categories but impossible in others? Is there some secret formula for writing a popular story? Yes, actually, there is—at...
Salvy agrees to Dominque's conditions before stripping her naked and tying her to her bed. With openly expressed and sexually explicit conditions routinely part and parcel to what she does behind closed, bedroom doors, Dominique always had conditions before promising to have sex with anyone, man or woman. Whether to have sex with him and/or to discipline an...
A small red headed woman stood in the back of the church and sent of book hymns flying towards the casket that lay covered with roses underneath the altar at the front of the church. The book hit the casket, hard, and bounced onto the floor, sliding to a stop at the feet of the man who was currently speaking. He knelt, a grin hidden beneath his veil of blond...
As I walk in to the room, there's a sort of nervous energy in the air. I'm unsure of what to expect as I enter the conference room of the local hotel. I feel confident in the outfit my owner has picked out for me. The invitation simply said "cocktail attire" and he chose a black wrap dress with a deep V neck, and black heels. Although the neckline is more...
I walked nervously through the room serving tray in hand trying to negotiate my way past the many women with the least amount of groping. Ever since that night several months ago where Susan forced me into dating Nicole, a very dominate voyeuristic lesbian, I had been trapped in a never ending nightmare of sexual perversions. But faced with the possibility o...
Author's Note: I've called the seniors' retirement community in this story simply The Home, a name that I didn't want to use because of its connotations of involuntary confinement of the mentally unfortunate. But I was afraid that if I called it by any appropriate name that might occur to me - The Oaks, Sunshine Acres, Leisure Lodge, etc. - I'd run the risk...