Author's Note: The next two chapters contain no erotic scenes (please be patient). Sex scenes will begin during chapter 8. Please enjoy and thank you for reading! ***** The ear-splitting sound of a clanging school bell jolted Suzette Plum from a dreamless sleep. She pulled her head up from her desk top. The right side of her face was wet from the puddle of...
I cant choose between the black or the beige trousers and am trying to avoid having to deal with the hassle of the crowd of people around the fitting rooms. Fuck it! I decide to take both and head towards the fitting room. To my dismay the aisle is crowded with other indecisive shoppers and rather than patiently waiting for them to disperse and allow me to...
Author note: this chapter is an edited version of part of my Literotica story 'La Contessa's Game'. Chapter 7: Transformation It's only a few days before I'm summoned to attend La Contessa again. As I stand in her boudoir waiting to hear what service she requires from me today, my gaze is drawn to the stunning gown draped across the back of a chair. A dres...
Let me start by saying that I have been crossdressing for over 20 years and I didn't really feel like a lady until just last week. I should rewind about 3 weeks so that I can explain what happened leading up to my little adventure. I frequently shop at several local lingerie stores and adult boutiques. Three weeks ago I went into one of my favorites. A nice...
As noted in the first two chapters, people surprise us many times with unexpected kindness. Although there is plenty of evidence on nightly news that all is not well in the world and that people will rob, cheat and murder you at the drop of a hat, there are also the unseen, unreported thousands of examples where the opposite happens daily. Today, we have thr...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "What?" Sansa frowned. "I'm the Three-Eyed Raven." Brandan repeated himself. "Right. You've said that. Repeatedly." Sansa grumbled, "This is the part where you explain what...
Sometimes, I think certain things are meant to be, for good and for ill, and it's best not to get in Fate's way. How else would you explain how my wife and I met? I lived in Vanier, Ontario, at the time and as a broke student at Carleton University, I needed all the hours I could get from my job as a security guard. I'm living on my own for the first time. M...
This is a fictional story, no one specific model I know is the basis for it, more like a mix of various ladies' appearance, personalities and a healthy dose of my fantasy. Being a photographer working with some incredible ladies, I've been able to capture several fantasies on film. Of course, the fantasy always eludes to it being more, the camera capturing l...
The sexual tension was gone. Marc was sitting cross-legged on the bed like always when he wanted to sit comfortably. Next to him, there was a small pile of black lingerie: stockings and a fishnet top, sweaty and stained with fresh cum. The lingerie Marc had just worn in his first session with a domme. He had taken it off and was now completely naked. Marc w...
"Must you take it so rough?" inquired the night elf, her usual prickly, pompous self. "Perhaps ya'd like to drive, doll," squawked back the squat dwarvess holding the reins of the four oxen driving the covered wagon. Squat, but cute, by dwarven standards if not any - long reddish-orange braids dangling halfway down her shapely form, a pair of strong but sm...