Dear Shoeblossom, I love your letters. They are all over Literotica and other sites, and they never fail to fascinate! So the other day my husband Pohan came home and I was having drinks with a couple who we are close friends with. I have to add, when Pohan gets in from work he often asks me to immediately release his catheter, so he can urinate, and he's...
What was she doing playing chastity games with a twenty something guy? She knew it was crazy, yet Amy was smiling to herself as she stepped off the bus and walked quickly to the address that Ben had given her, a two bedroom apartment in an upmarket development. She hadn't seen Ben since they'd made love at the hotel a week ago, but she could still remember...
Hey, there. My name is Alicia Sloan Rayshawn. I'm just a curvy and very voluptuous black woman living in Boston. I work as a nurse at Mass General Hospital. My husband Jack Rayshawn is a corrections officer down in Plymouth. He is currently studying Criminal Justice at Bridgewater State College in order to become a police officer. His father Armand Rayshawn...
My wife put the finishing touches to her attire. She was wearing a tight black skirt, cut above the knee, a black, long sleeved, low cut, figure hugging skirt, under which I knew her to be wearing black, flimsy lacy underwear and garter belt and sheer black, seemed stockings. At the moment she was bare-foot, but she would be slipping into black stilettos on...
The Early Season "The new boat comes today" M. Fulbright Penopskott commented to Dawn as he squirmed on the bed. Dawn nodded, and continued her trail of flicks against M.Fulbright's suffering shaft. Dawn leaned closer, staring intently under her platinum blonde bangs, as her pink nails painted to match her tube top poked and stroked M. Fulbright's purplis...
He waited patiently as the clerk walked from the inventory closet of the quaint little bookstore. She was retrieving a Special Edition of Albert Camus’ French version of The Stranger. She thought to herself that he must be a professor or a student to want the actual French text of the popular novel. She walked gracefully back to the front of the store. Facin...
A story I wrote way back in 2005 for another site. I improved it a bit and thought I'd share it here. ***** When Victoria turned eighteen in 1837, it was decided that she should be tutored in the ways of politics by William Lamb, the Prime Minister, better known by his title Lord Melbourne. Finally breaking free of her mother's domineering influence, she r...
Baron Abel Callahan sat looking out over the great expanse of his lawn and feeling at peace with the world for he had just finished hosting Queen Victoria by putting on a show with steam driven elephants and horses that could do tricks that live anaimals could never hope to do. "We did put on a good show." he said to himself as he sipped his brandy...
The early morning sun made the windows of the great house sparkle, and the ancient, dappled walls of Fairyfield Grange looked like they'd been daubed with gold. Abigail swept across the back patio and admired the recent changes. The large windows facing onto the terrace had been taken out and replaced with French doors. It was a facet of his mother's ultima...
The first time that Pamela and Marcus met was on a Saturday night in a bar called The Blue Moon. Marcus had accepted an invitation to a dinner party at the home of a couple he'd known from university days. Edward and Susie probably thought of Marcus as a friend. He, on the other hand, thought of Edward and Susie as no more than 'a couple he knew'. If Marcu...