Author's note: This began as a Halloween story then went too far off course and became to long for me to salvage it, but as I like the story I have decided to trim it down into chapters and post it here instead. I hope you like it. Thank you to JK Moreland for his copy-editing It is much appreciated. ~ellie * "I won't ever ask you for another favour if you...
Chapter 1: Studies in Nymphomania For some ten years now as a research psychologist I had studied and documented cases of what may have been termed nymphomania or extremes sexual appetites of women. During my doctoral research I discovered hundreds of cases that were easily linked to borderline personality and narcissistic disorders often traceable to physi...
Chapter One Being Ken and Sandra's maid and sex slave was one of the happiest times of my life. But I came to realize that I should prepare myself for my future. Linda was ecstatic about my decision, assuring me that with a Business Degree she'd be more than happy to give me employment or at least help to get me started on my own. My present employers at fi...
She had gone to bed flat out tired. She managed a late night shower before turning in but tumbled into bed quickly after that, not bothering with a nightgown tonight, since it was warm; this was a panties only in bed night. Kate had worked long into the night on some new menu ideas and wanted to make sure that they were all set and properly backed up on her...
imhapless challenged readers of his story "For the Greater Good" (https://literotica.com/s/for-the-greater-good-1) to provide an ending for it. The quirky, engaging characters and the interesting situation in the original story led me to accept the challenge. If you haven't read the original, please do so at the URL above. There are no sex scenes in this con...
A friend of mine remembers a plain, nerdy girl from college. Well, she grew up and blossomed into a hot 'n' horny babe. Now she's making up for lost time, and has written him about it. Please vote and send constructive feedback. * * * * * * Dear Tom: I can't begin to tell you how excited I was that you answered my e-mail. I found you through one of those...
To the friend I never met, for what might have been, this tale is dedicated. It began last spring. I knew my grades were good enough for my scholarship, except for my English. I needed an A and at the moment was heading for a poor B at best. Mom and Dad knew I was trying hard and one Friday evening, after supper, Dad asked me if I thought some extra tutorin...
Thanks to Dave T for his tireless efforts to edit my tales into something readable (despite my changes after he is done). Any and all errors are mine. ++++++++ "Forgive your Enemies, but remember the Bastards names" -Famous Political Saying +++++++ "I cannot help what my feelings are!" I snapped, as steam came out of my ears. My friend Shelly just...
Chapter 48. It was around 2 O'clock in the AM: Shift work coupled with snow made Jack later than usual getting home - not to mention the blisters on his ass-hole that caused walking to pose a real bind to his getting around lately. Mary was sleeping: Zonked-out on pills and booze. They hadn't talked that much since the incident, and there was a large, cold,...
The main character is not me. This is a pure fantasy scenario. Malcolm Lawrence was good at keeping his secret. He hid what he considered to be his true self from everyone. His marriage to Marybeth was going strong after 25 years, and although she knew he had a fetish, he gave no indication to her about how much it meant. After being open about it, for a t...