This is my first foray into erotic writing and what a strange and a dark journey my mind has taken! This is the beginning of something much bigger. I would really appreciate your comments and of course, ahem, your votes! Thank you Carlton_11 for your editing and helpful advice, you've been a god send. * * * * * The slamming of the door was worse than any s...
I was exhausted and slept until 5pm when I was awakened by a gentle kiss from Miss Annie. She took off my headphones and rocked my shoulder a bit. "Come on my sweet sleepy sissy, it's time to get you up and about. We have a fun evening planned for you baby girl". I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and saw Miss Annie's beautiful face looking down at me. "lets ge...
Miss Gorton's Academy For Young Ladies was situated in Clapton, west of the River Lea on the fringes of East London. It was quite an imposing building – or rather, buildings. Four Georgian houses had been adapted for the purpose, with interior walls knocked down and connecting corridors. There was one front door, reached from the street by two steps, the rem...
Author's Note: This is the fourth story in the chain "A game within a game." Characters: Rob - main character Helena - his wife Marion - widow; very much in love with Rob Cathy - friend (psychiatrist) Kim - friend (local doctor) Kate - sister of Helena Carmen - friend; member of the circle (women society) Bridget - friend; owner of a theater shop...
I immediately knew I wanted the plain black sweater on the closest rack to the left. It was cut off at the belly button, but it looked warm and cozy. It clung tightly to the mannequin, the breasts noticeably perky under the fuzzy fabric and highlighting the curves inward to the hips. Tight sleeves came down about halfway to the elbow. It wasn't particularly...
By Dan57 and Cih Lydia meets Amit's son Amit left in the next afternoon. He had fucked his new sweetheart many times from the early morning to the moment of his departure while he was preparing his wallet. Lydia had helped him as much as she could as it was her day off but she was weeping when he left : he wouldn't return for two weeks, just after Diwali!...
Prologue Victoria was born to Charles and Mary Sessions on the 3rd of June 1894. She was named after Her Majesty Queen Victoria, stressing her parent's loyalty to the crown and to the establishment within the country. Charles was a middle-class businessman, with pretensions towards becoming upper-middle class -- perhaps even gaining a title one day. His wi...
(This is a work of fiction and all characters are above the age of consent. It is a contemporary story drawing from the current situation with two characters, and I attempt to alternate between their perspectives.) 1.Village Belle. He. I had summer break from college and mom suggested that I take the opportunity and visit my aunt's place up in the hills....
Laundry Tales 11: The Maze ************************************************* Copyright jeanne_d_artois August 2016 (jeanne_d_artois is an alt of oggbashan who also posts stories on Literotica) The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings a...
Miss Mabel: chapter 2. Sunday at Home After I had dealt with Miss Mabel and Miss Emily, our relationship was subtly changed, and more observant people, less wrapped up in themselves than Mrs Bissell and Miss Harriet, would have noticed it and commented. Whilst Miss Mabel was, if anything, friendlier and rather playful, Miss Emily was rather timid and ill at...