She tried the dress on for the fifteenth time that month, and once again hoped that this time she'd feel different. As she stared into the full length mirror that had been moved into her room, she noticed how the whiteness of the dress seemed so much brighter against her pale skin. How her red hair and blue eyes seemed that much more pronounced by the additi...
As she lay there, naked, stomach down, her hands and feet tied to the corners of the table, her thoughts kept returning to her lifelong inability to orgasm being due to some sneaky pre-birth pills and a bit of surgery when she popped out. Her father's having her career set up for her to jump straight into like a warm tower out the dryer, and her mother's dis...
Lyndsay's enthusiasm for becoming my mistress seemed to grow more with each passing day. She threw herself into getting approved as a member of the Vineyard, and then began planning her first visit there with me as her lesbian sex-slave. Since I now had a bodyguard who followed me everywhere, Lyndsay told me we needed to prepare her for my field trips to th...
Very slow build to sex. Apologies for mistakes-no editor. Comments/criticisms welcome. silkcita ***** Chris settled behind his desk and prepared for the day's last interview. There had been many. With the financial downturn in the area, the pool of attractive women willing to type and file and take a load of jizz was large. Most had offered to blow him at...
(Sequel to Sins of the Father and A Ladies Companion) "...And the rest of my estate, I leave to my wastrel son, Eric. The monies to be held in trust until he graduates from Harvard Business School or until one of his offspring beats him to it, on which day the entire trust shall devolve to that individual." I'm Eric and that was my father's last will and t...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. * I suppose I should start from the beginning. Like, the very start... I was born on February 10th, 1988 in Austin, Texas. I was a healthy little boy who was born to a semi-loving couple and had my entire life ahead of me. Except that wasn't exactly it. My mother Racheal Collins...
CHAPTER 1 The Friday night office crowd had vacated, leaving the bar to those who had no reason to go home. Jeff, Tully, Moose (Maurice) and Sandy waited for Cathy to load the dishwasher one more time and to grab a coffee, knowing when that happened she'd come down and lean over the bar chatting with them, allowing them to look at what she had stacked down...
I'm startled awake by the wristband. This time there is no knock at the door, just the vibrating band and lights flashing. It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust from the deep sleep I was just pulled from. Looking around I realize I haven't moved from where I fell asleep which surprises me. Typically I'm a violent sleeper who tosses and turns, but I qu...
This story is loosely based on a true story provided me by a Lit reader. He told me to do with the information what I wanted and to write a story about it. It's a romance and I will provide it in five parts. Main Cast Dennis, 25 years old, 5' 11", 175 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes. Jill, 30 years old, 5' 7", 120 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes. Gina, 30 years...
Thank you for rating my stories and providing feedback. I appreciate the messages and comments. This is a standalone chapter that shares a theme but not characters with other "The Game" stories. ****************************** Rachel held her tray tightly as she navigated her way through the crowded cafeteria. Her eyes searched for her co-workers, Sarah an...