Debbie never expected the suburban life to last. When she was 23 and knocked up by the bass player of her favourite indie metal band, the idea of giving up her hard partying life seemed so distant that she baulked at the idea. However when Isaac put down his bass, left "the Needlesnakes", and got a job at the nearby supermarket it all fell into focus for her...
Author's Foreword— This is my thirteenth submission to Literotica. You are invited to visit my profile to access the archives for my older postings. Comments are always welcome, as are your votes. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ten Dollars If a girl could get her picture taken by Adrianna Abrams, she's got it made. Ms. Abra...
(author's note... this story is more D/s than BDSM, but Literotica has no such category... also I think it's fine as a standalone story, but it was getting long, so I plan to have a sequel) * Bethany Walters was happy with her livelihood, her health, her friends, and her body... well as much as any woman can be happy with her body. In her late twenties, sh...
Jane was outside the back door puffing on a cigarette and did not hear me sneak up on her, dressed casually in a T-shirt with no bra the first she realised that I was behind her was when my hands found there way under her shirt to start fondling her nipples. Normally she would object as the house at the end of our garden overlooks us but this week they wer...
"He's gone. Please come back. I need you now." said the text message from my wife. We were in Bangkok for a weekend retreat. To make the trip complete, I suggested that my wife rendezvous with her American FWB, to which she readily agreed to. As I had something to attend to, I couldn't be there with her in the hotel room at the time of the meeting. She w...
The Master's willpower was awesome. Just as Anari felt convinced that she had succeeded in her allotted task, she felt him stiffen, holding back the orgasm that she was desperately trying to produce. Her mouth was tiring, her breathing becoming ragged as the huge cock was forced deep into her throat, making her splutter. She began to lose co-ordination. Per...
When I opened my eyes, I was no longer in the car anymore. Instead, I was in an unfamiliar room lying in a comfortable bed with my head propped up on a soft pillow and a fluffy comforter on top of me. I could tell from the dim light coming from the window shutters that it was very early in the morning. I noticed I was still naked beneath the sheets and my gi...
Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomenon. This story could have been in Bondage or Exhibitionist. Alcohol and cannabis use. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events depi...
This was to be what my Master called a, "coming out party." We had met a year and half before and he began as a boyfriend. He slowly discovered my submissive streak until for the last year I was his personal slave, but only in private. In public and with our friends we were just a normal couple but in private he would treat me like a slut. He would tie me up...
What do you get when you mix coconut rope with two sadists and a non-masochist? The answer is a wow experience and deep space. I was talking to a friend, and a great rope top (RF), one morning when we got to talking about the party coming up in a few days. I love rope and she had tied me before many times, so I asked her if we could do a scene there. She gra...