This is a shorter story than my others - I've been wondering why some of my stories get quite a lot of hits but few comments or ratings - maybe my readers give up before they get to the end. If that is so, take heart, this one is only a single page. And if you enjoy a particular part of one of the others, but not the whole thing, please take a moment to scro...
We express our love in such a different way. Until fairly recently I'd never really been involved in contrived or non-spontaneous sex. Whilst I was married, Mike and I had messed around with me dressing up, both of us tying the other up and some other stuff like that, but most of what we did was spur of the moment. We didn't usually think up new things, pla...
This is the beginning of a series describing Virginia Wentworth's journey as she embraces her inner Domme. We first met Ginny in Executrix Khalidah, which describes the fantasy execution scene leading to the events taking place in part one. I hope that you find time to read and enjoy that story at some point, but I've tried to make this one stand on its own...
'You haven't written anything for Literotica for a while.' It was Saturday and we were enjoying a late breakfast after a leisurely bout of summer morning lovemaking. Her face still aglow with post-orgasmic blush, Margaret dipped a finger into the honey jar and licked at the sticky sweetness with delicate dabs of her tongue, before sliding the whole finger i...
What can one say about revenge. Famously that it is a dish best served cold. Yes, cold, but also hot, as you will see. I had met Simone at work, we both had temporary jobs in the admin department. After a week or two we got chatting in the canteen, we seemed to have lots in common and I asked whether she would like to go for a drink after work on the Friday...
I'd attended school with Peggy since the third grade and we had only recently graduated from high school. We became next-door neighbors when her family had relocated to our neighborhood, right after graduation, an improvement in their life style as their previous home had been rather Spartan. A plain, almost homely child, Peggy had sported braces in her y...
The problem of Cheryl was raised at one of the teacher's meetings at Clendon All Girls School. "Cheryl is totally unimpressed by any punishments we might hand out," griped the English teacher. "She ignores detentions and she's actually hoping for a suspension, so giving her one would be self-defeating." "She's sitting on the maximum amount of demerit poin...
Until fairly recently I'd never really been involved in contrived or non-spontaneous sex. Whilst I was younger and with my husband, we had messed around with me dressing up, both of us tying the other up and some other stuff like that, but most of what we did was spur of the moment. We didn't usually think up new things, plan them and act them out in a calcu...
At 35 years young, I'd like to think that I look twenty-something. I certainly work hard enough to remain buff with strict dieting, treadmill, free-weights, Yoga, tennis, golf, and Pilates. Bi-weekly salon visits for bikini waxing keep me free of hair or stubble that I used to get when shaving my pubes with a razor. I love the feeling of my husband's t...
[This story takes place in a prep school which prepares pupils for three years after high school for university, from ages 18-20. Previous chapters explored Miss Crawford's introduction to the strict disciplinary regimen as the first female teacher of the boys' school.] Linda Crawford now had completed her second full year as an English teacher at Hamilto...