Hey sweetie, it's Miss Lisette again. I was just reading one of your stories, the one where the neighbor girl starts to control his orgasms. I bet you are getting excited just reading this. You are thinking about that yummy orgasm I gave you last time when I broke you down so easily. Anyway, back to my thoughts about your story. I see in your profile where...
Slowly she sat down on the couch and placed her glass of wine on the coffee table before her. Kicking off her shoes was a no brainer at this point. How those poor feet of hers ached. She grabbed the small, thin but shiny package and began to slowly unwrap it like a much anticipated Christmas present. She had waited so long for it to arrive. Ever so slowly sh...
The knife glistened in the moonlight and the hilt was smooth as stone and cold as death in my hand. The bridal music had faded and only the drunkard's and servants danced in the moonlight. In the cold dark waters my sisters waited, their eyes glistening, here blue, here red, here purple and their pale rainbow skin shone. The scales on their tales glittered w...
Miss knew of my toys and we'd played with some, the first night we'd spent together she'd ended up tied to the headboard, her thighs over my shoulders and a dong then my fist buried deep in her by then sloppy, cum filled cunt. I'd fucked her arse so often that I barely needed lube any more and she'd been so thoroughly fucked with one big brown dong on the si...
Her text said, "I feel like locking your cock in a chastity tube would be easy and fun. Though I don't know if I could last six days just teasing you!" And then we didn't talk about it again. 1. It's an ordinary Tuesday. I'm just in from work, settling in for some dinner and Netflix when my phone buzzes. It's from her, and it just says "Home?" I text her...
Note: There is some hints of incest in this series so if that is not your thing, then don't read this. Also, everyone that engages in any sexual activity is of the age of 18 or older and is fully consenting. Additionally, this is my first published piece, so any and all comments, remarks, and suggestions are welcome! Enjoy! ***** My dreams were interesti...
I live for feedback. ***** I stopped dead in my tracks, 'What did you say, Pao?' 'Miss Sam, she meet the man. The horrible man. Nin follow him and saw them talking.' 'Was Nin sure it was Sam?' 'Yes, Mr James, she said she saw them clearly outside hotel he staying.' I couldn't believe it. What the hell would Sam be doing with this creep? Areeya was now...
This story was inspired by the Literotica competition. I am aware that to any readers from the USofA might consider that the intrusion of Halloween into this story is only incidental. I would plead, in mitigation, that here in the UK the celebration of Halloween is much less prominent, and has only recently been seen by commerce as a chance to exploit. So I...
His feet hit the ground with the rhythm of the music in his headphones: rapid, consistent, beating heavily against the hard concrete of the sidewalk. He wasn't able to run like this on the reservation. His grandfather always wanted him to leave the reservation, and educate himself - become a better man. Graduating 4 years ago from Saint Joseph's Technical Un...
Intro: In part one, Miss Helene Jean Ponsonby a sexually and emotionally repressed company director and owner of her family company saw a sign to a mysterious organisation situated next to her offices. She went in the day before to find out what they did, was mistaken for a client, and ended up exposing herself to the receptionist who reciprocated in a mutua...