(Chapter 15) "He Looked Familiar" (circa-1982) When Brenda Morton entered a room her tits came first and the rest followed. "Come inside," she invited, her words breathed in a soft seductive whisper, her eyes taking a quick tour over the smart young man old enough to be her son. "I was expecting someone older," she said. "Please take that age thing as a...
THE PHOTOGRAPH "Oh, my Gawd, no!" "Josiah, I'd prefer it if you didn't use such language." "But Maw, I don't like havin' my photograph took." "How do you know? You've never had it done before," Miriam Davis said, with as much patience as she could muster. "Why do we have to have our picture took?" Willie asked, in the slightly sulky tone his mother hate...
Chapter 5 -- Quad Club: She must dance naked in her favorite club. Notice: The author listed Jamaican Beauties Jaunt under Literotica's umbrella category Novels and Novellas: Erotic fiction with a broader scope. However, the events in this chapter cover a variety of Literotica categories including: Exhibitionist & Voyeur: this chapter continues the sto...
This is a seven-chapter novella, one of a series of gay male CIA Candy Store unit—using sex in spying—espionage and intrigue novellas, which will post in seven chapters to Literotica with a completion date two weeks after the posting of chapter 1 This series includes MFM, MF, MM, and MMM couplings. "The Rawal wishes to know if you play tennis." "Certainly...
An essay as set by its Owner & Master March 2011 Dear Master Your slave first had the opportunity to view and admire your feet when you kindly and generously decided to allow this unworthy slave the privilege of receiving a photograph of them last year by email. It was both a great pleasure and honour to receive the email and the fantastic picture it cont...
It is the shortest day and the longest night, and I have come of age this day. Yet I grieve also, and the woman for whom I grieve I had thought to be my mother all my life. But now I find that she was not my mother, and now I am motherless. My name is Alex Cain, and I am motherless, and I swear to find my mother. The funeral cortege wound its way to the mau...
Summary: 'A picture is worth a thousand words', and it was never more true for what Rhea had in mind for herself and her husband. ***** The Rake: (It's fascinating how the perception of people towards an activity, thought and sometimes even a person changes with a change in environment). At least, that is what Rhea contemplated as she walked the length of...
Chapter 7 Spanish Fandango It was with a great sense of relief that Beverley and Graham jetted off for their holiday in the south of Spain. Their lives had recently become closely entangled with Sylvia, Gerald, Linda and Dorothy and they welcomed the opportunity to distance themselves from the rather intense sexual relationships that had developed. They id...
I can't remember when I first started to forget. I can't even remember whether it happened suddenly or whether it just happened gradually - you know: over a period of months or even years. Logically, I think that it must have happened over a period of time. Otherwise, I think that I would have noticed it a lot sooner. I think that quite a few of us forget t...
Having been a professional photographer for nearly fifteen years, I've seen my fair share of strange things. It's quite amazing what some people want me to photograph. Apart from the usual weddings and family portraits, I've also been asked to shoot pets in ridiculous poses, people having lunch and other weird and wonderful things; I was even asked once to p...