Even though she had wealth, wore the best designer clothes, and had hairstylists give her the best cut and color, cosmeticians remove her facial hair, give her facials and do her makeup, had personal chefs prepare her strict yet delicious dietary menus, personal trainers plan her exercise targets and routine, and a plastic surgeon nip and tuck away her wrink...
Marie was continuing being taken deeper into submission by Michael. He had brought out this side of her since meeting at a party. Her wardrobe was being changed, gone the more conservative clothing, instead she was being dressed in, what previously; she would have considered ‘slutty clothes’ Giving in, allowing herself too be changed, used, and photographed,...
Several years back I was doing some contract work in Chicago for United Airlines. I was staying at the Palmer House - though far from O'Hare - its downtown, close to restaurants and galleries. One evening I had a bite to eat with a friend, Bill Sulitski. Bill was a regional veep for United Airlines. Bill drove me back to the hotel and joined me for a drink...
Thanks to all for the feedback on Chapter 1; criticism is the path to improvement. Chapter 2 is told in a different 'voice' and therefore has a different style of sex. Be warned - there is the smallest amount of D/s in this chapter so read no further if that is not your thing. ***** Chapter 2 - The Jungle The sunrise was only minutes away and the jungle a...
A little over 10 years ago, I joined LITEROTICA for what has been an incredible ride. I would never have anticipated becoming a published author or the fan reaction to my work or the friends I have made here. In celebration of this - my 500th piece written for the site - I am returning to some of my earliest characters. I hope you will enjoy this, a new, on...
In the offhand chance that you don't find the setting clear on the issue, all characters are eighteen and legal. This is also a madly different story genre than I'm used to writing, so be kind. . . .. ... ..... She hated her. Hated... though strong and dramatic, it was the only word that summed up their relationship. Nobody would have guessed it, but i...
Jane was exhausted. She struggled to keep from slipping on the slick floor. "Donna?" her voice echoed through the empty room. "Over here." Donna's voice was something to hold on to. That and basic things like getting some clothes and getting back to her car. Donna was sitting on the floor just outside the range of the single light bulb hanging from the cei...
He rolled out of bed and stretched. Opened a bottle of water and looked at the disheveled bed. As he turned his head to the room in shambles, he heard the door to the bathroom open. There she was. Wearing nothing but his shirt - buttoned and cuffed - and smiling. All the worry. All the nervousness. The apprehension. All gone. The vision in front of him remin...
I headed off the fencing piste after winning my last bout 5-0. I had won all three varsity matches that day. "Very good," says my coach, and walks away. Since he was a many of few words – and these were often bad – this was effusive praise from our Russian coach. "Thanks, Coach." I didn't want to overreact, after all. In fact, I was really excited. The pre...
"Have you told him yet?" Lynn asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "Not exactly." Marie sighed. She closed the book she had been studying at the kitchen table and picked up her own cup of coffee. "What does that mean?" Lynn asked as she sat down adjacent to Marie at the table. They had moved from the dorm to a small apartment off campus, just 2 mon...