One fine evening, where the moon was full, there lived three lonely hobbits. First there was Sam the Wise. He was married to a bartender and enjoyed wearing black satin g-strings and threw each one away after being used once. Then there was Pippin the Scavenger Man. He was pretty thrifty and bright. So often he ravaged through random trash barrels. On a cert...
Bondage Saturdays Want to go back in time? Revisit an era when thinking about sex made you wet. Let the 'small head' do some of your thinking. It's hard to do when you have kids, jobs and social obligations. So you budget time, but spontaneity suffers because there are too many people that make demands on your time. You can send the kids off with friends or...
Some personal details (names, etc) have been changed at the discretion of the author to protect those involved. -------------------------------------------------- At the ripe old age of eighteen, I never realized how naive I was. That is until I met Mr. Antonio. Oh, it all started out so innocently. My mother became best friends with his wife and wor...
Author's Note: My first exposure to Oggbashan's work was through several collections of his fifty-word stories. He grouped them in batches of fifteen to meet Literotica's 750 word minimum. I was taken by the brevity of the almost poetic form and decided someday to try my hand at it myself. Ogg had been good enough to publish How To Write a Fifty-Word Story b...
My girl was so innocent, I thought. This is what I liked about her. An angelic blonde, with blue eyes, and a great smile. She was a petite thing reaching only 5' and weighing 100lbs. A cute pair of perky B-cup breasts. I loved small girls like this. I am over 6' and was a solid 200lbs at the time. I dwarfed her. In my mind at the time there were two huge ad...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Alina checked her makeup in the police station bathroom mirror a final time. She was wearing as usual her formal police officer outfit with a skirt ending far above the knee. The mini black skirt matched the black blazer that had the metal badge of the San Francisco police...
This story is completely fictional. All characters in the story are over eighteen. Prologue: The Whore wife, Sissy CD Husband "That's it, you little sissy whore, suck that cock." Jennifer told her husband as his head bobbed up and down on the strap on dildo Jennifer was wearing. Her husband, Patrick, lifted his head and the seven inch fake penis slid out...
(C) 2007 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. Please send feedback to me through the link below - it makes writing these worthwhile. Kelly pressed a button on the remote control. The carousel slide projector clicked and whirred as it spun around, dropping the next slide into position. H...
I felt full. Not as full as by Dolf's dick, but I could feel that I had Lotje in me. Lotje was the name we gave to the remotely controlled egg that I was wearing now. We had a day out and landed on a terrace in the middle of the city. After Dolf ordered our drinks, he took Lotje out of his pocket and laid it down on the table. "Just go and insert Lotje into...
She had never cooked for just herself and another. She either cooked for her family of four people or a large group. Ronnie ate enough for a family of four. No wonder he was as big as a house. They laughed and enjoyed themselves and the sexual tension was less thick for awhile. After dinner Cora had to change out of her robe and brush her hair. Ronnie calle...