Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2003 Couture *********** When I graduated college, I was lucky enough to get a job as a manager for Advertis. It was a great job, with good pay. Even the hours were good. However, there was only one little problem. Well. . . there were two problems re...
Part One Jenny was almost twenty years old and a high school senior. It was embarrassing. By all rights she should have already been in her second year of college, but at a young age her mom left Jenny's biological father with her in tow. They drifted from relative to relative, feeding off their kindness until they grew weary of the burden. When they wore o...
Dear Jack, It was really difficult for me to post this letter on 'Literotica' knowing how publicly humiliated I might be, but I have done it out of my devotion to you. I know you won't care either; I mean most women get flowers or chocolates when their ex turns up on their doorstep after ten years. What did I get; you hammering on my door at six in the mo...
Alice was awakened from her slumber by the sound of a truck. Still groggy she started to stretch and was reminded of the rope binding her wrists, elbows and ankles. In a flash the memories from yesterday came flooding back, the party, the pictures, the bondage and the licking. It was at that moment she realized she was not alone. Nicole was with her, in her...
The first ship arrived at the port. It was a longship and as it rolled up to the pier a man jumped out. Like all the people on his boat, he was dressed in plate armor, decorated with a bright, flaming bird on the breast plate. He knelt down onto the wood and thanked the goddess for his safe trip. Many of the other men and women on the boat did the same as th...
Edward received a text message and knew who it was from without having to look. She had been teasing him all day with her naughty notes. But when the message said, "Room 226, the Hilton, front desk has your key," he had to check who it was from. And there it was, "Leila." Edward thought he must have read it wrong, or maybe it was a joke. Lord knows she tea...
Dear Jack, It has been 7 days since you re-appeared in my life and slapped my face with your cum. 7 days of feeling empty because you have not been around... 7 days of not knowing if or when you will appear... 7 days of fantasising and stroking myself to memories of you; Your powerful, broad shouldered body... Your handsome face... Your overpowering...
"You're kidding me right?" Ken asked hesitantly. One of the few things that his deadbeat father had told him before skipping out was that if a deal seemed to be too good to be true it probably was and this deal. It wasn't too good to be true. It was to again quote his father, fuck mothering amazing. John shrugged. "Not at all. You're a good kid. You've hel...
Dear Jack, I'll up my game I promise. I apologised to the anonymous reader who called me 'hopeless' for not obeying you and for asking for re-assurances. I know now that it was wrong and I promise not to do it again. I promise not to orgasm, even with my boyfriend. It was so dumb of me to think I could cum without your permission. I understand why you puni...
[Author's note: This is a companion piece to "The Red Envelope". For full enjoyment, I suggest reading both stories.] * Seated at my desk I leaned back in my chair and had a small laugh with myself as I ran the black ribbon methodically through my fingers. Weaving it over under over under and then pulling and sliding it through. Yes, I had already played...