CW: D/s, bondage, spanking, humiliation. *** Thunder crackled like tinfoil through the outdated speakers on Nia's TV set. Thick torrents of rain plunged from the discolored clouds above the sodden meadow where Jonathan Rhys Meyers and Scarlett Johansson locked both lips and hips in fervent, mud-drenched passion. Nia refilled Rhy's wineglass first, then he...
I've started this new fantasy, based on a real need for a new editor. I'm not sure where it will go yet, but have several more chapters in mind, but who knows where one's mind, or libido, may take on. Enjoy, and please leave comments and votes. As always, all rights reserved by the author. ***** I was getting desperate. My long-time editor went and got her...
Another story. It has bad words in it, and more than questionable sexual practices. I do not condone the use of any words or actions depicted here outside of a fantasy context. *** I didn't see Mike, or Tyler, for the rest of that week. I was in a state I couldn't describe, a feeling that I had never experienced. My mind was split, divided. Mike had be...
CW: Body image, bbw, D/s, humiliation, bondage, s/m. *** I'd met James at fetish wear fashion show. I'd come alone and been jostled towards the catwalk among the audience until the partiers in the crowd surged drunkenly forward and pitched me into him. I'd apologized despite spilling my drink on myself instead of on him. He'd laughed at me but I wasn't mad...
"You think she deserves to be fucked by the most royal cock in the world yet?" Valeera asked, circling the table with swinging steps. Her new golden eyes scanned over the panting Vanessa VanCleef. Doomed to watch the receiving of Anduin's mark and the extreme delight of Valeera's face peeking over Anduin's shoulder, the leader of the Defias had grown immense...
"You look like shit" my friend Alicia opined. "What's the matter?" We'd met at our favorite local café and bar. It had good mixed drinks, but even the gin and tonics weren't particularly helpful this evening. "Jeff" I answered simply. "What's that bastard done now, failed to carry a net-operating loss forward? The little shit is gonna go to jail for that....
This is the latest contribution in my effort to post at least one story in every Literotica category. Obviously it's a work of fiction for which I hold the copyright and which may not be reposted in any other forum. As usual all the characters are over 18. Thank you to all my patient followers. As always votes, comments and feedback are welcome. Camilla Ca...
NOTE: This story is heavily based on true events (the odd embellishment or name change!) and it is an experience that I will never forget. The whole story is long but certainly worth the read, if you are a fan of all things femdom/humiliation. I was sat in the University Library one evening with my heart racing. I had an exam the next day but that was the l...
Matt sat on the sofa, waiting impatiently for Liz to return. She'd been gone for about four hours now, much longer than they'd planned. She hadn't returned any of his texts, or calls and he was starting to get worried. Just as he was beginning to think that this wasn't such a good idea, after all, he heard the front door opening and the sound of Liz's voice,...
"Well, what did you do with Chrissie's panties?" An unusual question across the garden fence. Not a question about how the dahlias or runner beans were doing. Dave added, "Did the little frogs go swimming in the washing machine?" And then he sang: "Glub glub" went the little green frog one day. Glub glub" went the little green frog. Glub glub" went the lit...