Be patient! This is not a gang bang.... but its good, reeeeaaallly good because its true. I guess I should start by saying that I was never one of those girls who let a guy do whatever he wanted with her. I was definitely not prude, but I also tried to have class. I was always told that I was beautiful in an unconventional way (by my mom mostly). Just for t...
Once upon a time there lived a young aardvark named Aalison. For the complete avoidance of doubt and because she is written on Literotica, she has just turned eighteen in every type of year imaginable; and there are no humans involved, none whatsoever, in this story. She is the most perfect picture of aardvarkdom you have ever seen. Her little perky snout a...
Pooja and I were climbing to the terrace, she was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a top and over that a hooded jacket and a flat pair of slippers. I wore only a towel around my waist, nothing else! I was leading her up the ladder and she following my lead would have small and quick glances of my gadgets beneath the towel. She even tried to remove my towel....
This is the introduction of what I hope to be a longer serialized piece taking place in the days after my Christmas story - although you should not need to read one to enjoy the other. But really do you ever. ***** 1. It was late Boxing Day morning in McMurray Manor when the butler, Mr. South, found himself staring down at Lord Stephens in his bed near de...
I have always wondered just what a "hunch" is! Intuition? Inspiration? Plain dumb luck? I had several "hunches" during those weeks several years ago and "following" them has made a huge change in my life. Their validity was proven beyond a shadow of a doubt, one day, when I arrived home and walked into our guest bedroom, just as that slimeball, Sammy Kol...
Passion scanned out into the corridors as far as she dared. She still couldn't feel Zerret or Lox. The hour had already past, and they were all starting to wonder where their Keeper-Host was. She was finding it hard to keep from feeling what the rest of the women in the chamber were feeling as well. The door opened and she nearly jumped out of her skin. Norr...
My dress is a little too tight around the bust, but as it is by far by most beautiful in watered emerald silk with velvet print, I had decided against my better judgement to wear it. My dear fiance approves, remarking on my colouring and kissing my neck. We are leaving the comfort of my quarters to meet his uncle for the first time, and I am anxious to pleas...
4:15 Monday afternoon... At the jingle of keys in a doorknob, a slumbering Rottweiler lifts his head with a whimper and bolts for the front door, knowing exactly who was coming in. With the alarm disarmed due to her nephew being there she wasn't worried about setting it off. Piper Cherry entered to a greeting of paws nearly knocking her off of her feet. "W...
Author's Note for readers: this contains a grisly prelude to revenge and has a great deal of controversial ideas. It is not meant to advocate anti-abortion sentiments, but rather to use the issue as the basis for a Gothic horror tale of vengeance and magic. It is intended for a theme befitting Halloween. Don't start anonymously flaming or trolling for what c...
"Mister La Salle," a voice called from over Adam's shoulder. Turning, he recognised Jayne Essington, a friend of Amanda's from some time ago. "Good morning Missus Essington" he said taking her hand, bowing and kissing it. "How lovely to see you. What brings you to Boston?" "I am here for my nephew's graduation" the plumpish, but nevertheless quite attracti...