The Filthy Hermit—we'll call him that though he had long ago forgotten his name, and long ago had lost touch with anyone who might call him by name—lived in a filthy shack in the woods behind Seven Church Acres, one of the many upper middle-class subdivisions dotting Northern Virginia. In a long-ago period he scarcely recalled, the Filthy Hermit had owned on...
Chapter 1: Becoming His Part 1 of 14 at this point. Many thanks to lovesexandmore for helping to edit this story. Her: Titles: Pet, Whore, Slut Personality: Submissive, loves to be used, to be degraded, and to provide pleasure. Him: Title: Master Personality: Dominant, loves to challenge, inflict pain, and mold his Pet. The Task: She is a p...
My name is Walter and I'm going to take you back about 5 years. This is a true story and every event I'm going to tell you about in this series has happened. They may not be in chronological order but some memories are more vivid than others. People would be shocked, I think I'm still shocked, but here goes... I had known Alison for about 10 years, maybe mo...
This is my first story on Literotica. Hope you guys like it. Feel free to comment and tell me about any scope of improvement. Also a big thanks to Marshalmarmont1815 for editing the story. ****** Ralph and Andy had been friends since childhood and their friendship continued to remain strong even in the final year of high school. Ralph used to spend a lot...
My first story submitted. Everyone involved with any sexual acts are 18+ of age. It's not gonna be a quick 1st chapter. This is a background story and not a "stroker." If you feel compelled to criticize, be constructive please. Also looking for anyone willing to help edit my writing. I am still an amateur compared to most common writers. -The Defective Det...
I had just finished my Christmas shopping and was walking through the car park that separated my estate when my life as I knew it completely changed... The car park I knew like the back of my hand. Every turn. The cars that were always there at this time. The darkness of the 4:20pm winter air covered me like a blanket. The car park was poorly lit. My phone...
THE ISLAND, PART 1 My ears rang and everything hurt. My mouth tasted like metal. The world was a frosted window smeared with Vaseline. Slowly things came into focus. I was alive, and still inside the plane. I looked up. I looked to the side. I could barely move my neck. The pilot's side of the Cessna was ripped apart like someone took a can opener to it....
Note: This is story is an extension of Shiprat's story Indian Social Worker and The Bully. Shiprat left his story open ended. The part which disturbed me most was plight of Shikha. I think Shikha indeed behaved like a wayward person but she was manipulated to do so and I firmly believe she deserves a second chance for redemption. I request everybody initia...
CHAPTER ONE "Maddie, I don't think this is a good idea." I protest for the millionth time to my identical twin sister, who is older than me by just three minutes, as I watch her primp in front of the mirror. Her long fiery red curls hang in perfect ringlets to the bottom of her back, stopping just above the jean mini skirt she is wearing. She has a black s...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Note: Chapter 1 of this story was originally written by Svernmelus elsewhere. I have received permission from him to post it here. Chapter 2 and 3, (and any further chapters) were written by me. ***************** Jenny was almost ready to go out for a run. When she head a cry f...