Author's Notes: (1) This is chapter 5. Read the first 4 please. (2) This is fiction. (3) This man is weak and broken and vulnerable. This woman is strong and broken. Could this happen? Sure it could. Don't get too tied up with that though. It's just a story. (4) Oh, and some of this stuff is unsafe sex. Don't do this at home. (5) Slavery is illegal. Rea...
WARNING: will contain MENTIONS of psychological/physical torture, but nothing intense or gory at all. Summary: An espionage universe where the bad spy gets caught by the good spy; Clyde endures punishment during his imprisonment, slowly losing his mind to his interrogator, Vanta. ***** There's a thick darkness that coils his mind, obscuring his senses...
This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Live long, Play hard, Play Safe!! Prologue: End Of Time I am a 59-year-old University Professor teaching 19th Century Erotic Literature for the Faculty of Arts at Ontario State. My 54-year-old wife Jan is still quite a hot number, considering her h...
This is the eighth episode in a series entitled "Jackie and Artie". If you have not read the previous seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Jackie and Artie" is a romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an a...
Chapter Eight Crisis The beeping of the alarm was like a demon, rousing both Valerie and Sally from the comfortable sleep they were ensconced in. Valerie extricated herself from the embrace that they had shared through the night. Padding to the bathroom, she showered and dressed, preparing for another day at work. She'd enjoyed the time off she had been gi...
"Kondo San?" I asked her, before proceeding. She shook her head, smiling. She trusted me, and was probably taking the pill. Surely, however, she wanted the big and tall gaijin male to ride her rough. It hadn't been so clear early on that she wanted to be ridden. At least, not at first glance. She'd caught me in a critical situation, at that crossroad, with...
Pamela stood huddled in the dark doorway, halfway down the back alley. It was cold and a light drizzle had settled in, the sheets of fine rain just discernible in the dull light of the single working lamp halfway down the alley. Pamela was in her mid forties and fighting a losing battle against the rising tide of age, her thighs and bottom were spreading, h...
The Art Of Becoming 1 The Fun House loomed before Hannah and Chase, its exterior painted in a peaches and cream flesh tone, its trim done in burgundy, its edgings and peaks gleaming like polished purple leather under the tempting gold of the late afternoon sun. Far enough away from Chase's home and day to day vanilla haunts, in a sleepy seaside town, the...
Warning: This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity; if you are underage, live in a place where such material is illegal, or are simply uncomfortable with this kind of story, then don’t read it. (And get off this web site! What did you expect to find at Literotica.com?) This story is Copyright 2002 by Jacques LeBlanc. You may send it to y...
I double checked the address written on the card and confirmed that it matched the number on the dilapidated building. I must confess, there was a lump in my throat, my heart was pounding and my palms were sweaty as I got out of the rented chevy and crossed the street. What the hell was I even doing here? I couldn't have been more out of place. I was a whi...