Candice was in a private room lap-dancing a lesbian customer. As she was rubbing her breasts against the woman's face, she tried to lessen her jealousy of Camilla's screwing around with other girls. She reminded herself that Camilla was free to have anyone she wanted, male or female. Candice didn't own her; of course, Candice already had a boyfriend, althoug...
The first week alone among the orcs passed far less painfully than Misty had feared. Roaji had left her with a decent amount of money; enough to see her fed for at least a month with extras, and no one was trying to turf her out of his little abode. She was left free to come and go as she wanted and Enge the stand in leader of the community was ignoring her...
Back in 2004, I wrote a series entitled "Wanda's Story." Not knowing at the time how long the story would be, I put each chapter in the category that chapter best fit in. As a result, the story wanders through eight different categories here in Literotica. I recently re-read the story and saw plenty of places to fix the story, as well as expand and explain...
Clad in a blue T-shirt and white shorts, Robert York sped down Main Street on his bike as fast as his five foot seven frame could carry him. The teenager was in such a rush that he'd almost collided with a delivery truck back on Russell Way. As he turned onto Victoria Street, the dark haired teen glanced up at the clock on the old library and realized that h...
Life in the burning sands of metropolitan Dammam, Saudi Arabia, is complicated, especially for a queer Muslim woman. The Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is a forbidden place according to the Westerners I meet from time to time. I was born and raised there, so it’s essentially all I’ve ever known. Still, even with all the restrictions that are imposed upon Saudi Arab...
Despite her initial misgivings and her lesbian play with Angelique, Ida felt confident and assured that everything would work out to her advantage at long last. Scott had told her to call Patrice and invite her to move in with them as soon as she could arrange it, so she got on the phone that evening and spoke with her daughter. Just hearing Patrice's soft,...
This story was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col. Jack Harrison". Debbie Kendall woke up on the first full day of her internment to the screaming of an angry roommate. She had quite forgotten, except in some of her nightmares, that she was now Jane's bitch. Ms. Mensch intended to dominate and use her as she saw fit. Apparently, t...
"Fuck!" you curse silently looking at the mail from your physics teacher. As he promised he sent the results of a final test, the one which will decide what grade you will receive in the final year of high school. You got (in your school they are using 1-5 scale, where 5 is the best grade) 2. So you passed...but barely. Considering your other grade...
Dear Readers! I should write "deck" and not "room" but I forgot about the Imperial Maritime ship. I promised that this chapter would be more about sex and more about Ling Gam's background. Read this story even if you didn't like my first story. Good reading! Edited by sexnovella ***** "We are alone at last." Gam says. Darth Gwoa is shocked and stares a...
Being a teacher you hear many things, especially when your desk sits right next to the frosted glass window, and the path to the senior courtyard runs right beneath it. The courtyard itself starts at the end of the building, where the staff room was located. Sometimes the children would sit on the path, eating or just chatting to each other. We had a vast nu...