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Love Reins

by Morgaine LaFay on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Your words crashed through me as I stepped out onto the terrace of my hotel suite in the Caymans...in the face of the warm evening night air a storm brewed in the distance. In spite of my current mood I had to laugh at the timing of my mini vacation. Granted I needed the time off as much as you did. And although the miles between us was no longer a factor --...

Tres XXX Amigas Pt. 03

by L O Reins on Aug 29, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

*Note: This is the third installment in My Tres XXX Amigas. In part one I was new in town and in my job at the university. Marty Sutter was one of my peers in the department. I was taken with her sharp looks and funny sense of humor so I jumped at her invitation to meet her two friends, Sylvia and Lauren, on her porch for summer drinks and laughs. Little di...

Tres XXX Amigas Pt. 02

by L O Reins on Aug 29, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Note: This story begins in part 1. I was new in town and in my job at the university. Marty Sutter was one of my peers in the department. I was taken with her sharp looks and funny sense of humor so I jumped at the invitation to meet her two friends Sylvia and Lauren on her porch for summer drinks and laughs. Little did I know just how far I would be made t...

Tres XXX Amigas

by L O Reins on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Things really got dicey when I realized my three new friends, who had graciously invited me into their little neighborhood social clique was each, in her own right, a hornier beast than I was. This came as a revelation to me because I always thought I was the most sex-obsessed person I knew but these ladies were expert. The three women are Marty Sutter, a h...

The Usherette

by L O Reins on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Cruise Ship Cinema was an older style movie theater that had been converted to a multiplex as best as the architecture of the antiquated building would allow. There were eight theaters and an oversized entry lobby. The projection loft was on a second floor that ran above the lower ceiling hall that separated the theaters into two banks of four. It ran the en...

Toyota Toes

by L O Reins on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

Finding a truck is always a pain. While I was shopping for a new used truck, I came across a late model Toyota Land Cruiser way at the back of our local dealer’s lot. I parked my old used truck and began a careful walk around my find. I was surprised and shaken from my excited inspection of the vehicle by a lovely singsong “ hallooo.” I looked up--I wa...

The Art Factory Ch. 01

by L O Reins on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Dear LIT Readers, however many you are, I decided to try my hand at a longer story with an ongoing line of events. Since I’m an artist living in a small New England town with many remnants of its failed industrial heritage in evidence, it seemed like an apt setting for a longer story. The invention of “The Art Factory”, a large industrial complex converted...

Ezmerelda Ch. 01

by L O Reins on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

Ezmerelda Ch. 01: Spanking Clean “Ezmarelda, would you please do something about the laundry today. And I’ll take tea in my study at ten thirty. I would like to have a word with you then.” That voice, so deep and resonant produced by the exaggerated length of his vocal cords and formation of his throat, manifested itself in a deep, static, rumbling that...

Ezmerelda Ch. 02

by L O Reins on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Ezmarelda" Part 2: Ezmarelda's Delicious Purple Ass "Who does he think he is? I had done nothing wrong. So, Why did he spank me?" In the privacy of her quarters, Ezmarelda rubbed her stinging behind though her nightgown as she pondered her master's strange behavior. She had tears in her eyes that she would never show him. "...And why was he acting so st...

Sometimes the First Time Is the Charm

by L O Reins on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

First kiss, first fuck, first this, first that. They say you never forget your first time. Firsts create memorable imprints that often remain with us forever. Whether you lull in the warm glow of your embellished memory of that first time, like I'm doing here, or cringe in embarrassment at the fiasco is not the point. Either way these experiences can have a...