Continuation from Pam's Dichotomy...Read it first. You'll be glad you did. Warning...there is no actual sex in this submission. Yet. ********************** For this particular photo session, Pam eschewed any assistance from some of the photographers that she regularly teased mercifully during private stints of shooting images of her magnificent, mature a...
So, I just recently joined Literotica after reading and listening to stories for years. But how to start? Just this morning on the train I decided to give it a go and it led to something incredible that I thought you all might appreciate. I was sitting in a window seat on Amtrak (I commute a long way to the office), working on the beginning of an erotic st...
It was Sunday. The day after the dinner party my wife Vikki and I had given with Vikki's three bosses from her work. I woke up and glanced over to Vikki, she was still asleep. Tired and drunk when she went to bed she hadn't washed before crashing out and the cum on her face was still visible, as were smudges of it on her pillowcase. I left her to sleep whi...
The day after Marc and his slave girl came to my house, they had to leave to go off up the Nile to visit some temple Marc had heard about. It is now twelve days later. Marc is my guest again. He is sails for home tomorrow. To reward Bee for her performance, Marc has asked my permission to give her a present. While we are eating our noon meal, he shows it t...
The fact was I had a true moral conundrum on my hands. That would be consistent with her behavior. It would seem inconceivable, yet, but psychology is an interpretable science. We're all malleable or as I prefer to say, moldable. You see, I believed that despite the squawk and fuss .... Made when her spanked her or more specifically paddled her, that deep in...
With the gentlest of fingers, he parts the petals of her love flower. In the moonlight it looks especially alluring, with its delicate folds and mysterious intricacies that surround the darkened little tunnel. As always, he feels a little pang of guilt - as though he is some rough intruder at the gates of heavenly perfection, or a violator of a most sacred s...
I am Wolf. My name is Wolf. I'm an Englishman in America, 49 years old, and I know exactly what I need to feed my passions with to find sexual satisfaction. I'm a Dom, through and through. My style is particular and precise and I make a point of taking my time. The details are my greatest arousal. A bead of cum on a shiny lip, the sheen of sweat on a broken...
You know, I find myself writing to you quite often. I never save any of it, sometimes I don't even finish what I start,but time after time I find that I have something to say to you, and that I need to express myself somehow more materially than just thinking the words in my head. I'm thinking specifically about something that happened the other night. I w...
*Disclaimer* This literature is adult in nature. If you aren't an adult or mature enough to handle the contents please exit now. This is a work of fiction and themes discussed within are total fantasy and should be treated as such. This is my entry into the Halloween 2019 Contest, so if you've enjoyed please leave a rating and as always constructive feedba...
This is, ostensibly, fan-fiction of a friend's OCs who are in a "Will they? Won't they?" kind of relationship right now and is me giving them a kick in the ass to resolve the plot thread already. There is a lot of romance and "soap" up front followed by breast expansion to sizes I usually avoid but am making an exception for since this is the culmination o...