Literotica Comfort Women Stories

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Teelah and the Two (Teelah I)

by sweetkarolina on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

It was Teelah's first night in her new apartment in the city. She was lying in bed, beads of sweat were forming over the muscular legs she spent so many years honing in gyms for countless hours, the legs that were the source of her powerful physical presence, the legs that tossed and turned her in her tortured twisted dreams. Teelah dreamed of a girl, the sa...

Traitor in Church

by glenlover on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Author's Note: Hope you enjoy this. Don't forget to comment and rate! Cheers! ************************** They said he had returned a week ago from England and that this time he was a changed man. Comfort did not believe it. As long as there was a moon and a sun, Stanley would never change. He had been popular mostly amongst the women of the church, and Com...

Phoebe's Dream Ch. 01

by mcmurryae on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

On September 2nd, on her way home from the office, Phoebe drove her car into an intersection. And she never drove out of it. He car was struck by a driver doing just shy of 65mph. She was thrown from the car. Her head hit a curb. It should have killed her. At the hospital they first drilled holes to relieve the pressure on her brain. Then they removed p...

Solace & Rosanna Ch. 20

by Alacia on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

2003: The homeless woman stared up at Solace’s window. Her bony fingers lightly gripped the handles of her ancient shopping cart, which contained her entire life. Her eyes blazed with determination. She wore a tattered tee-shirt with the phrase “Isn’t It Ironic?” emblazoned in large, red letters. Surprisingly, her jeans and sneakers were in relatively good c...

Mom's Friend Needs Some Comfort

by Burnsie22 on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

She was beautiful, I had never seen a women with such an aura, with such a sexy look. Problem was, she happens to be my mother's best friend. They had been friends since they both started working at the same company, on the same day. And ever since, Mrs. Thompsen and my mother have spent most of their social time together. Mrs. Thompsen's first name was...

Feast or Famine? Ch. 07

by athena_by_night on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Horror

Ivan slowly moved each limb, waking to torrents of rain. He had pain in his head and rage in his heart. He was slow to rise off the cold ground. Bending at the knees, trying to catch his breath as the cold night air ripped through his very soul, he grunted with exertion. Being that he was more soldier than leader despite his bluster earlier in the week, he k...

WWT: The Brothel

by secondsamuel on Nov 2, 2020
NonHuman

World War T is a series of independent, vaguely interconnected stories about different tentacle monsters invading Earth, very much an erotic homage to World War Z. These short stories do not need to be read sequentially. *** One by one, the husks of flesh had dropped lifelessly to the dirty floor of the warehouse. Toutatis has cycled through them, gleanin...

Owned by my Mother-in-Law Ch. 04

by Sputnik57 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The area by the window had a padded surface; no doubt Blanche's departed husband and many other enslaved men had been made to kneel for hours at this window, whilst they contemplated their fate on just such an evening as this. The padding would not be for their comfort, it would be there to ensure that their knees functioned when the time came to entertain....

Clara's Toy Boy Solution

by alexcarr on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Clara was an angel, taking care of her husband John who, at the age of fifty, had developed Alzheimer's disease. It was so sad about how the guy she married, who was ten years older, and whom she loved an adored no longer recognised her because his condition had deteriorated in just the course of a year. Clara's friend Joanne, who she'd met way back during...

Six Have Fun at the Ranch Ch. 02

by adoration on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Kelly Shaw tiptoed into Idaho's bedroom. The bedside table clock in Uncle Kurt's room had shown 7.50 in the morning and he had slipped downstairs, instructing the blonde teenager to rouse Idaho and get her down to the torture chamber. The 18-year-old crept up to the 38-year-old slave's side of the bed. Kelly's father, Brad, was snoring soundly alongside the...