(It was 1892 and I, David Shaw, then aged 19 joined 'Maynard and Son, Purveyors to Gentlewomen and the Aristocracy' on Upper Richmond Road, Putney. The job involved providing 'underskirt services' to single women. This was my fourth day with the firm) *** The next morning, following my evening at the pub with Tim, I kept wondering what other engagements I...
Like any other guy who lived at Playtex Pond Apartments, I made it a point to look for and at, Ruby Rouge, the 5'11", 27-year-old, gorgeous Barbie doll faced, new tenant, with big almond shaped brown eyes, high cheekbones, a cute dimpled chin, full red lips, thick long curly copper-red hair, and a firm, but very voluptuous 42DD-28-40 hourglass figure that he...
Carol sat in the lobby, a glass of water shaking in her hand, desperately trying to forget the horrors she had seen. She bit her lip, trying to hold back tears. The man she saw was not the Michael she had married. It was like his soul had been emptied out; his body, a shell of the man she had loved. In his place was nothing more than a toilet; a being happy...
**A continuation to my last story with a woman at a farm getting off to pig shit, this one introduces an old friend of Mary's... Turns out she also can get off to the same things. So be forewarned to messy scat, mud, smelly, lesbian themes** ***** Mary waited by the train station. A friend from high school named Sam was coming by. She had been a model, but...
Becky and I had celebrated our eighteenth anniversary in April...if you want to call it that. There wasn't much of a celebration. We had grown so distant that neither one of us seemed to care anymore. She had submersed herself in her work. I was between jobs looking for employment in another town not really caring if I had to commute or even relocate. We had...
Becky and I had celebrated our eighteenth anniversary in April...if you want to call it that. There wasn't much of a celebration. We had grown so distant that neither one of us seemed to care anymore. She had submersed herself in her work. I was between jobs looking for employment in another town not really caring if I had to commute or even relocate. We had...
My name is Claire Fullerton, I am event groom for Hilary Furness-Smyth one of the UK's top riders, I am also her lover having left my previous life as an app developer to pursue love and my more bizarre tastes. When I last wrote to you I shared the story of the day when Sarah, Hilary's other full time groom and part time lover, double crossed me. She made H...
After an early morning start Jack Ramse and Ruby Goddard divided up priorities. Battle weary though they were from dealing with big ass lizards they knew they needed to get their lives under control better. They had managed pretty well for themselves for such a short time being trapped in this hellhole of lost time. Feeding themselves was under control. What...
Sarah had not looked shocked some hours later when she had freed me from my pastry like prison. Hilary had left the drying lamps on so the syrup and flour had set like concrete trapping my body. Sarah had first pried my body from the floor with a shovel before washing a quantity of the mess from me. I will still pretty well caked when she stood me up. "Look...
Note: This story was inspired by Abstruse's delightful Ole Onebreast tale. Thanks Abstruse, for sharing your gifted writing ability with Literotica! The darkness was just lifting as Tim Cooney woke from pleasurable dreams. He had just turned 18 yesterday, and as usual had a morning wood to die for. His fat prick stood out of his striped boxers like a spear,...