Jessi's parting comment about wanting to be a slave over our weekend getaway had given me a great deal about which to think. Every time I started planning the weekend to come, my mind would flash back to New Year's Day, when I was not able to go as far with the master and slave scenario as the twenty-year-old had wanted. And although I still had the same con...
Alexander Morden is waiting. He has been told to wait, so he is waiting. That's his task, right now. His function. His raison d'etre. Plip! A bluebottle lands on his left breast. He feels it walk a delicate zigzag down his torso, across his belly towards his groin. He knows he could shake the little beast off with a twitch of his (admittedly not too well-d...
Sometimes stories take on a life of their own. Such was the case with this tale. Still, the formation of it took a bit longer and it lingered in my head for quite awhile. I hope that I have corrected it thoroughly enough to be enjoyable though I fear that only one read since writing it will prove to be a mistake. Just the same, I am ready to move on. So, i...
Alex Standing in the doorway to Elise's house, I drank in the sight of her. She was slightly tan, more so than usual for winter, and she looked incredible in her black stretch pants and form-fitting purple turtleneck sweater. I had missed her while away at college. Winter break had arrived, and the first thing I had done after greeting my folks was to call...
"Hey stud, wake up," Suzanne said as she gently shook me. "Time to rise and shine!" "Ohhhh what time is it?" I groaned as I rolled over to look at her. "Past eight. Your charges are waiting to go fishing." She answered with a smile. "Must have been a good night!" "Uh...Yeah." I answered as she got up from the edge of the bed. "I've wanted to ask you what...
"Are you Sam?" I looked up from my cell-phone. The woman standing in front of me was smiling. Beaming actually. "Mary?" "That's me!" she almost shouted. She offered her hand and shook mine enthusiastically. "It's so nice to meet you! Thanks so much for helping put this together." "My pleasure. I'm not sure I did much except volunteer to be your cyclist. I...
Dear All First of all, please accept my apologies for it taking so long to post this next chapter. Unfortunately 2010 was a year fraught with too much mundania. But Kristy is back and hopefully her adventures will continue to entertain. As always, all comments are welcome. So please, sit back and enjoy the next chapter. Chapter 14 Kristy awoke as bright...
This story is non-erotic. There is no sex in it, not even a mention. It's a story about a man who got a kick in the teeth from life. How he reacted to that, and a path that he found back. The big C is a real bitch, and some of us have had to find a way to put things back together. Or to deal with the loss of our loved ones. In a way this is a story for all t...
I exited the front doors of the bank, leaving behind the cool of the conditioned interior for yet another hot Milwaukee evening. I'd texted Jessie to tell her I'd be home a little later, that I had reports to review, and I was anxious to get home. My stomach was rumbling with hunger. Just a sandwich and some veggies in the last ten hours. "Gary!" Jessie r...
Many thanks for all your contributions both in Literotica and privately. I write for my pleasure primarily and, of course, from my experiences. To the anti-cuckold folk, I have two points to make; firstly, that many of us in such domme-transvestite marriages do experience this and, secondly, as our sexual libido drops back because of the hormones, the female...