{About a year ago I posted "Guidelines for Happily Married Hotwives." Here is my advice for the rest of you.} * OK, many of you have heard about "hot wives," married white women who take lovers, generally hunky young black studs. It sounds sexy but a little scary, too. You have lots of questions and uncertainties and many of you have written to my brother,...
Chapter Twelve: Another Play Day Work Day at Our Studio. I arrive at my studio dressed for another day of fun and exciting dominatrix work. I park my "Plum Crazy Girl." step out in my red leather thigh high boots over my black sheer pantyhose. On my feminine looking body is a red leather form fitted mini dress with loose pleated, A-line skirt barely coverin...
The following story is fiction. Most of my stories are true, but due to a dry spell, I just wanted to put something down for the readers. This is a fantasy that just came to me while sitting around the house during this Coronavirus thing. Hope you enjoy. *** It's been a while now since things have been normal. Restaurants are closed, 24-hour stores are clo...
Lynne awoke the next morning buried securely in Leif's arms. She felt groggy with passion. As she opened her eyes and became acclimated to her surroundings, she felt an erotic awareness she'd never felt before growing deep in the pit of her belly. Doing it the bathroom had been primitive, raw, and nasty in ways she'd only fantasized about before. She'd alw...
If you are under the legal age of consent in your area (generally 18 years but sometimes as much as 21), or if you are offended by graphic descriptions of sex and sexual pleasure between adults, please do not read further. I fully realize the PREMISE of this story is not original, but chapter one IS loosely based on actual events (minus the mind control aspe...
"Is Lucy here?" the young man asked. He was standing on my doorstep, a bouquet of flowers in hand and wearing a nice sport coat and tie. I didn't think young men his age even knew what a tie was. If it hadn't been for the tie and his genuinely pleasant smile I might have bitten his head off. This had been a rough day for me. Lucy, my granddaughter had co...
"J-O-Y, J-O-Y, this must surely mean: Jesus first, yourself last, and others in between." -- Sunday School Chorus (sung to tune "Jingle Bells") Although it seems incongruous to refer to a Sunday School chorus in a Literotica posting, the parallel between my life as a submissive and the chorus prompted me to comment here. As a submissive, the idea of servin...
This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. This story reflects some of the inner machinations of a mind that refuses to rest. This story, as the website implies, includes sex of a graphic nature. How important are a lady's stockings? In this story you will find they are very important. So buckle...
It was the last week of classes at Georgetown and finals were about to begin the next week. It would also be Katrina's last week in control of the journal. She began her five week excursion into the world of the magic that surrounded that damn journal was at an end. She had five stabs at whatever fantasy she wanted. She had used it to benefit others. She onc...
I could almost feel the sigh of relief when the last of the federal inspectors finally pulled out of the company parking lot. Some of the people even gave a cheer. Not only were our days of trepidation over, but the company had passed with flying colors. I collected my stuff and went back to the secretarial pool office. All of the old crowd was there and, ev...