This is the first story I've written for Literotica, and the first scene that played out in my head as well as I wanted it to. This is a BSDM story between two unrelated adults. ***** Life has been stressful for Daddy lately, and we haven't had much time together. But tonight, Daddy is coming home for the first time in almost a week. I know he'll be frust...
Kelly decided during the course of the day she wasn't a lesbian, she liked boys but there was nothing wrong with fooling around with a girl as well. Her reaction the night before and in the morning was just a physical reaction to being suckled. It felt good and brought them closer together, so why not do it? Helen greeted her at the door the moment she open...
Gentle reader: I do hope my introduction last time met with your approval. I realise, of course, this may not be the case at all. "All this spunky nonsense is nothing more than stuff and nonsense", you may have scoffed, and proceeded to find something much more entertaining to read or do. If so, all I can do is proffer my most sincere apologies from the very...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. * * * * * This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Why did I do it? I'd had a few drinks but that was no...
DISCLAIMER: The story you are about to read is purely fictional. Any possible similarities between the characters and events with people in real life are purely coincidental. ************** It's 11:30 AM on a Tuesday and I'm on my way over for my weekly lunch meetup with my childhood friend Robert. Unlike other weeks, this one is different. In case you did...
Seeing no reaction from Kelly, Simon decided to go back to his breast and continue on as normal. He could hear Kelly's heartbeat as he continued to feed but he could also hear Helen's breathing and swallowing as she had joined him in suckling. It hardly took any time at all for Kelly's usual reaction to manifest itself. Her breathing became irregular and lab...
"Well, I suppose this is one interesting way to die," Hugh muttered as he dragged the unconscious guard into the bushes behind the cathedral. The Witch's list had been sufficiently vague that they could improvise to a certain degree, and sufficiently specific that their ultimate goals were clear. The ends were all that mattered, the means... Hugh was just g...
The moment I saw her that autumn afternoon, I knew that I just had to have her. Sitting quietly in the shadows of the empty library, lit only by the lambent warmth of the reading lamp over the desk, her demure beauty ignited a fire in my soul that had been dormant for many centuries, and I knew that I must take her life force and make it my own. ooOoo I wa...
Ann was out of the bed and starting the shower before I could even sit up. "Get movin' slowpoke, the water won't stay hot all day." I walked into the bathroom. "Let's go Freddy, I need you to do my back!" "Uh, I have to pee." "No problem, get in here, pee helps prevent athletes foot!" I don't think I'd ever peed in front of a woman, even my wife before w...
Forward Long ago and far away, I read Bartelby the Scrivener by Herman Melville. My English teacher very cleverly offered no help in interpreting the story or its curious central figure, Bartelby, who calmly declines to do even the most minute task with the declaration I use in this story. Instead, he let a room full of 16 year olds debate the story and its...