Miranda stood staring up at the house. It was huge. The porch itself looked bigger than her apartment; spreading out in front of the structure and wrapping around the side of the house where it was lost in inky darkness. For the first time since her arrival a few moments ago, she realized how dark and silent the house was, causing her to wonder if she someho...
Author's Note: This is a five part story and, although each part might be read without reading the others, reading all parts gives a little better understanding of the whole story. I wish to express my profound thanks to Literotica's most gracious (and lovely) Copperbutterfly for her time and effort in editing these stories to make them more enjoyable readin...
I am a woman that is easy going and have had allot of nice polite boyfriends until I started dating my current boyfriend Eric. He like most guys do not have a clue as to how much work we put in to look pretty until my girlfriend Jeny and I decided to teach him a temporary lesson in femininity that was not to extreme but makes our point of not be appreciated...
They say the sign of a great barber is the number of people waiting. The shop I walked by that afternoon had a fancy designer sign, *H*A*T*M*O*, and had no empty chairs during the hours when it's usually slow at other shops. I noted the address for later. I'd been dying to get something done with my unruly mess of curls and this looks like the place to do it...
Once upon a time, there was a little girl whose mother gave her a pink cape with a hood, and she loved her pink cape, and she wore it everywhere she went. She wore it so often that everyone started calling her Little Pink Riding Hood. She wore it for years and years, so that when she'd got it, it had been long enough for her to sit on, and now she had grown...
After some fantastic leather-clothed and booted sex, I was about to take the lovely Emma out for a pub supper at "The Stag in Rut" in Bodling. I had only met her earlier that day at the barber shop in Bodling, where she worked, when she had given me rather more than a haircut. We had quickly realised that we shared a number of fetishes, including boots, leat...
Friday, November 15th I woke at five as usual. Normally I would be excited that it was Friday and that the week was nearing an end, but the way things had been going lately, I was having more eventful weekends than weekdays. Nevertheless, I got myself off of the floor and prepared for another day at the office. As I showered and shaved I became even more...
Eileen had just arrived at her fifteenth college reunion when she ran into one of her college roommates. They hadn't seen each other in years. "Claire, how are you? You look wonderful!" "Eileen! Oh don't you look great! I love that haircut on you." "Thanks. I haven't checked in yet, have you?" "No but I see Charlie over there by the Enter sign. I thi...
Part 2 for all of you who enjoyed reading Part 1. If you haven't already read it, please do so you know the background. I hope to be starting Part 3 shortly! (My story and names of my characters are all fictitious and do not represent anyone living or deceased.) --------------- Dani's Story The first few months back at uni were horrendous. I couldn't get...
It was not supposed to rain, but it did anyway. It started as a restrained spitting while the clouds rolled in. A few drops, every once in a while that landed, unnoticed, on the people coming and going in the western suburbs of Boston. As Krissy McKell left her apartment, she thought about an umbrella, but felt she could make it to her destination in time. I...