It was not easy to feel normal, not really even possible to feel normal, after what Cara and I did in our basement bathroom that afternoon. We quickly cleaned everything up, including ourselves. I showered in the basement bathroom, and Cara did likewise upstairs. We didn't speak much, as a lot was going through both our heads. I shouldn't actually speak for...
Brenda lay on the bench staring at the horse. She couldn't stop thinking about what had just transpired. This was by far the cruelest Master had ever treated her. Even thought she was sexually satisfied, she was alarmed at how far he went. Brenda was genuinely afraid when Master took out his knife to cut off her bra and panties, She was sure he would never...
(Dear Gentle Lit Readers: As is usually the case, a story is more than just the fantasy of the writer. Thanks as always to Availableslave4u for checking it out and editing it. This story is based on My Barista which was one of the first series of stories I wrote and submitted to Lit. This is not a quick wank story, so unless you like a ton of background, re...
Hello readers. I'm returning to characters I haven't written about for quite some time. I sincerely hope you enjoy this new chapter in their lives. Please read "Best Friends for Life" and "Best Friends for Life: Anniversary Present" before you read this. ~~ BrettJ * Her husband Alex's car had barely pulled out of the driveway when Michelle Adams' phone ra...
Not so long ago I had an encounter with a mysterious stranger that piqued my interest in bondage and gave me the "real life" home invasion experience I had always wanted. He bound me and gagged me without mercy, and made sure that he took full advantage of my helpless state with various humiliations and tortures. In the end he gave me a challenge that would...
When I arrived at work this morning I had a message to call Mr. Randolf ASAP. I knew this was going to happen and I was absolutely dreading it. It seems that I can't do anything without it turning into another anxiety filled event. OK, OK, I really did enjoy the fraternity party and if Mr. Randolf (Benjamin) hadn't been there, it would have provided me wi...
"What did you just say?" "You heard. This connection isn't that bad." "No, please. Repeat it." "Okay. I said send me a naked selfie." There was silence on the line. "Look," I continued, "I'm on this trip for two weeks. I thought it would be fun." "For you." There was a hint of a chuckle in her voice. Some snarkiness, some sarcasm. "Well, for you too,...
This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. This story reflects some of the inner machinations of a mind that refuses to rest. This story, as the website implies, includes sex of a graphic nature. How important are a lady's stockings? In this story you will find they are very important. So buckle...
Danny and Stacey drove to the video store from the restaurant. He pulled in and parked. "Well," she said with a smile, "I suppose I should put these on!" He laughed as he watched her slide her panties up her sexy, smooth legs until, finally, it covered her wonderful treasure. She pulled her pants on as well and slipped on her shoes. Inside the video stor...
I received the life insurance payments last year. My wife had died, struck down by a drunk driver. I'm not sure how I was able to continue living those nine months, but I know that the struggle was on breathing and moving and trying to avoid the crushing grief that welled up in pitiful sobs that made the struggle to breathe even more difficult. We had main...