My third day in PC dawned sunny and cold, again. My usual breakfast was on the table down in the diner before I could even wiggle my fingers at that nice looking man who ran the place, Mike Corbin. Rumors have it he is related to Sonny Corinthos but I am not one to listen to rumors. So I asked him. "Yep, that's my son. I'm rather proud of him." "Oh? Is he...
One of a quartet of stories I self-published a few years ago under the title The Magic Corset, but I think it will find a more appreciative readership here on Literotica... * It's almost too good to be true, you think. A dream job. An opportunity for seclusion, to step away from society and the burden of your life. No more electronics. No more computers. N...
Lisa Keller groaned, as much in shame and humiliation, as in budding pleasure as she thought about the chain of events that had brought her to this place of her incipient adultery. She had not wanted to go to this party, but her husband had insisted. They had only been married for six months, and they had moved into this country club neighborhood, into a hom...
Preparations for the island included calling my family members and friends. I was uncomfortable when one of my sisters said she'd love to visit for a week. After that discussion, Helen and Sassa conferred and said my family and friends should visit, and during those visits, it would be up to me how much I wanted to share that I was in a lesbian relationship...
Chapter 8 "Oh, damn you, miserable, fucking, goddamned Yankee bastard ... fuck, that's good ... fucking take me, don't waste my time!" Nancy, Nicky's ex-fiancee, now begged me to pound her within an inch of her life. "Shut up and take it, you sorry slut!" I demanded as I slapped Nancy's pale backside until it was pink. Far from angering Nancy, the slaps t...
Meri was in an orgasmic bliss as the van pulled into the coach's driveway. The probes in her bitchsuit restraints were driving her over into orgasm almost every minute, brining moans and yelps from her bound body. Meri had been forced into the humiliating bitchsuit the other day as the result of a voting event held following the cheerleaders of Slave Unive...
Note: To the folks that have been asking, yes, the missing entries are on purpose. These are excerpts from my blog where I try to post at least one thing a day, so sometimes they come out a bit redundant. So, to avoid repetition and such, I try to keep posting only the more significant entries, here. Thanks for asking! ***** The only thing that we can ever...
She knelt by the bedside, ears straining to hear a sound to tell her if he was coming. He had instructed her to her wear her green satin teddy, no robe, no stockings, and to slip the blindfold on and kneel by the bed at 4:40. She shivered and wished she dared to lift the blindfold to check the time; it seemed hours had gone by while she waited. She bit her...
He looks at me... that way that ruins me. Looking me up and down like a hungry predator at an easy catch. I suppose my office clothes can be erotic in that librarian/ teacher kind of way. I wasn't expecting him to want it on my lunch break. As he walks purposely towards me, his body language screams he wants to own me right here and now in the living room....
I'd love to approach you at a masquerade, masks on, no identities revealed and simply let lust flow, pushing us against a wall as we ravish each other's lips on a hot torrid kiss, my hands roaming your body as I press you against the wall, my hands sliding up your soft form so that they can cup luscious breasts as my lips detour to your ear to nibble, lick a...