Piglet Stories

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Night Falls: Berlin

by IronDragon on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Foreword: This is another repost, and the companion piece to "Night Falls: Whitechapel", which I recommend reading first. Like that one, this is pretty historically accurate, and is my spin on what happened during the last days of the war in Europe as the allies closed in on Berlin and Hitler's bunker. This is purely a piece of historical fantasy, and is no...

Soames's Submissives: Cori

by justincbenedict on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Corisande breathed deeply, remembering. It had been so long since Soames had left. The last night he'd made a surprise visit, Cori had come in, dejected somewhat, from the supermarket. A project at work was not getting done fast enough, and of course although Cori was head of the group, she sometimes let her employees slack off and bully her. And then, of c...

The Fourth Bridesmaid Ch. 02

by potsherd22 on Sep 19, 2017
First Time

I took my clothes off and lay down on the bed. Vanessa lay beside me and we looked at each other for a time without moving. I could feel my erection rising, and Vanessa reached out a hand to touch it. I stopped her. "Vanessa, I want you to lie quite still, and leave everything to me." She smiled at me, and I gently pushed her onto her back. I sat up over h...

Comfort Zone

by gretchenmilliner on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The following is written in UK English, if you don't enjoy my style please pass me by, it's how I was dragged up and even on Lit. I have to live with that. * I'd requested my current lover, Harry, to take me out of my comfort zone: we've swapped before, tried a little bondage but I had not expected his response. When I arrived home Friday evening his hand...

Pierced - A BDSM Fantasy

by Gloomygent on Jul 6, 2020
BDSM

CHAPTER 1 - ORIENTATION Tamsin woke up lazily. For a few moments she could not actually remember where she was. Her surroundings were unfamiliar and she vaguely remembered she was not in her own house. She leaned up on one elbow and scanned the room. It was a nice clean bedroom, painted in white. The matrass felt quite new and the sheets and covers were mi...

Shortening His Sentence Ch. 02

by SugarandSalt on Sep 11, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I knew when writing the first chapter that I'd get around to writing a follow-up chapter. This one definitely requires another installment sometime as well. I mentioned at the start of the last chapter that there wouldn't be tons of sex from the get-go, the same can't be said for this chapter. ;) * Foster's tongue lapped at Miss Julia's cock head. It'd bee...

The Vicar of St. Dunstan's Ep. 18

by Nigel Debonnaire on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Stories about avoiding sex are rare on Literotica, I'm sure, but I hope this one gives you some chuckles in the delay before it delivers gratification. Why the hell am I doing this, I asked myself as I pounded down the streets on Holy Saturday The air was a bit brisk, but not too bad, clouds hung heavily but didn't threaten rain before my morning jog was ov...

Karen's a Real Smoothie Now

by VeryDirtyMind on Apr 10, 2018
Mature

64 year old Lloyd Carmody's ears pricked up when he heard an old familiar sound coming from the neighbor's backyard, proving that like most everything about the senior, his hearing still was keen, and for that he said a silent prayer. It had been a long time since he heard the gentle creaking of the tree limb that held the tire swing, but since the Sather's...

Kallie Takes the Lead Pt. 05

by DoxyTrainer on Dec 11, 2017
NonHuman

I wish I did not know what I know. I wish that my life had been different. It's true that I sold my soul to my master, the sorcerer. The erotic mix of sex and magic that he wove his spells around made him impossible for me to resist. I yearned for satisfaction, my fat little body craved the sound fucking and degenerate humiliations that so far only master...

Asymmetry Ch. 04

by dirtyfantasies on Jan 9, 2018
BDSM

For the next few days my mind was more than a little preoccupied. Every morning when I woke up, I inspected the fading shade of crimson on my bottom, then every time I sat down, the soft burning sensation that flew through the nerve endings in my backside reminded me of that night. Even two weeks later, when the colour had finally faded, the memories remain...