God I need this vacation. It’s been almost three years since my last, and to quote the rock band Boston, "It's been such a long time, I think I should be going', yeah!" The relationship between Brittany and me seems to be taking a turn for the better. I believe that under the super-smart, manipulative veneer is a lonely little girl whose maniacal behavior...
Kristen lifted her hips off the chair and pulled up her panties from around her thighs. She was still recovering from her self-induced orgasm when she accepted the invitation to video chat with her best friend, Rachel. It had been a long night, and Kristen had awoken at 2 a.m. in an agitated state of arousal and decided to relieve her tension by reading an...
This is a long-term story with potentially an infinite life in it, and it revolves around a man (written from a first-person perspective) finding himself in deep financial trouble and finding money and enjoyment in becoming a high-class male hooker. This chapter, as well as the ones to follow, will hit on more than one particular genre, which is why it's bee...
Although Sharon had no sexual desires for Sweetness, she felt great responsibility for the girl. After all, she was blind and even more helpless in this strange country than she was. What would happen to Sweetness if she abandoned her? How could the girl feed or fend for herself? So, she decided that for the purposes of convenience alone, and because it was...
I knew that Wendy was a strong willed, ambitious woman when we met. She had been active in a left wing feminist group at University and had landed a good job with prospects after leaving. In contrast I am not a high achiever and dropped out of Uni after a couple of years. Since then I have had a number of low paid jobs and am presently unemployed. To be hone...
"Jesus... er, Cassie, do you have any cash? My card is being declined," Tom said, despairingly. Sighing, his wife Cassie handed him the last note in her purse. It was all she could do not to cry. They were in a desperate situation. No money to spare, only earning enough from Tom's crappy new job to pay the bills and the rent. It wasn't living, it was existin...
"Do we need a three-car garage if we're dropping down to two cars?" Callie asked. She was sitting with Darin and Tessa around the coffee table at the condo, looking at floor plans for the house. They'd met at the architect's office that afternoon, but there were so many possibilities of what could be done, they hadn't been able to decide while they were the...
My name is Misty. I'm currently in my fourth year of college, attending the University of Michigan. I've been living up to the high standard I've set for myself and everything has been going especially well, except for one thing. I recently made a discovery about myself that I've been rather ashamed of. I've always been a well behaved girl with a strong set...
Ever since Lisa lost her virginity a year ago at the tender age of 18, she couldn't get enough sex. She loved feeling a hard cock reaming her pussy, or sliding into her ass or even her mouth. She had gone through four different boyfriends in the past year but none of them could keep up with her and soon left for better pastures. When she arrived home from w...
Summary: A journalist is converted into a hucow against her will. Suggested Tags/Keywords: lactation, hucow, dairy, non-consent, journalist ***** Author's Note and Acknowledgement: The original story was published in French on Literotica under the title 'Être vachue s'est merveilleux' available in my profile. Translated by Pimanko. N.B.: I thank Pimanko...