Diary Entry Number 1 I favor control; I prefer to have the authority, even if it is just an illusion. I like strong men who aren't afraid of (and even enjoy) having their power and choices taken away from them. I guess through some eyes I am seen as a mistress or even sadistic. Sadistic is such a strong word, in my opinion I am a lover someone who enjoys pl...
My special thank you to Anton Uselmann for his editorial assistance. A specific event early in my wife's sexual history unleashed a sense of liberation and driving hunger her sexual liberation to seek and experience and subsequent development. The story is substantially true, but fictionalized since I only know the basic sketch second hand. Nonetheless,...
Dear Shoeblossom, I am just an ex-cocktail waitress who married a troubled but worthwhile guy. Mom always told me to find someone classy like a dentist or a Buick dealer. "Mariah, it's as easy to fall in love with a rich guy as a broke guy." But I fell for Raymond Withers, Jr. hard, and I married him right before he went to Vietnam. Still, as in all marria...
Right now, I am in bed. I am in my dorm back at Bridgewater State College. My roommate Elisabeth is asleep next to me. She's a mousy blonde girl from Atlanta. I am tired, from a long night at work. I am counting the money I made this month. Thirty thousand dollars in cash, all for one month's work down at Club Le Monde. Before you start asking about directio...
Chapter 2-Enter the Slave girl In came the Mistress's husband Master Thomas who is a little shorter than me at 5'11" but has more muscle mass and is built like a wrestler which he did in college. His salt and pepper hair give him a more mature look like George Clooney or Mark Ruffalo. It gives him a more commanding image especially since he keeps it short c...
First Entry. Dear Diary, Today's finally come. I've just unpacked my things and settled into my dorm room. It's smaller than I'd thought it would be, but it's just too cosy. I'm house-sharing with three other people at the university and luckily we all have our separate rooms, even if they're only big enough to fit a bed and a desk -Still, it's nice to be...
Susanne went off to the yoga room while matt and I went to the wrestling room for a circuit training class. We arrived a few minutes early and I introduced matt to some of the other members and made idle conversation. While everyone waited for the class to begin I grabbed a bottle of water for myself and one for matt. As we drank before we started the class...
Based in part on events in the life of a friend... My name is Nancy Porter and I'm writing this journal because my therapist said it would be "crucial to my recovery" and anything that might get me out of here quicker is alright by me. Also, I'm considering writing a book about the last couple of years of my life, so maybe I can use this along with my diar...
Whilst I'm waiting for another unrelated and much longer story to be edited, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration to write this. Depending on its reception, I may add further scenes from that glorious hot summer. Here then, is my first story on Literotica. ***** As her warm, soft lips gently came into contact with mine, the small crowd of students around...
Our wedding day was approaching rapidly, also the day I would have to hand in my notice at work and it was a bit daunting. However, everything seemed perfect even if our future in business seemed a bit of a gamble. As I have said we needed a couple of decent sized contracts. Rose Delaney was sitting on one and I had an inkling it wouldn't materialise once I...