(Author's Note: I began writing this story after a role play I began with a friend of mine. After it fell apart, I started to write it out on my own. For those who have been asking, Enslaved to the Mob will be finished *eventually*. For the time being, I'm just not interested and uninspired by it. Thank you all for sticking with me and reading my stories. As...
"An interesting turn of events," Robert murmured, scanning his former slave's face as she was sitting opposite him after lunch in their early afternoon having a glass of wine. Service and pace of movement at their seaport restaurant had lessened considerably after lunch hour ended. In a quieter, much calmer atmosphere, they could finally do away with surfa...
*Here is my first try on Literotica... I've been a long time reader, and though I'd give it a chance... Enjoy* * Cass stared at herself in the full length mirror that covered half the wall in her luxurious bedroom. A soft smile played over her lips as she looked at herself. Cass' honey blonde hair was pulled up in a chignon, with a few tendrils left free t...
Chapter 3 Serendipity is a propensity for making fortuitous discoveries while looking for something unrelated They lay in her bed, she in a freshly washed nightgown and he in his cum soaked pajama bottoms. They were under the covers snuggling. Even in the dark she could clearly make out his face and he hers. She stared into his blue eyes loving him very mu...
The evening of Pat's first visit to La Chateau, I asked her how her massage had gone. That same dreamy expression that I'd seen from the other side of the one-way mirror that afternoon drifted acrss her face. "It was very nice" was all that I could get out of her. But later, much to my surprise, Pat appeared in the living room in a lavender silk teddy with e...
Jarod Afiotor paused before adding another brush stroke to the canvas and stole another glance at his teacher. Yes; she was looking at him again. Jarod smiled winningly at her. Suzanna Cavendish coloured slightly and pretended to examine a piece of sculpture one of the other convicts had created. Mrs Cavendish seemed full of admiration for the sculpture: "D...
What a scene! I look around me - surely this must be some strange hallucination. Five beautiful women of varying ages and body types. All engaged in some form of sexual activity. Two of these are in front of me. A tall slim Germanic goddess named Jutta towers over me, smiles at me with moist lips. Ice blue eyes. I am bidden to undress her. What a task. I ga...
Joe cleaned himself up in a nearby bathroom and walked off with a spring in his step. He still had the camera, and getting it could be the key to keeping Michelle's future at the school in tact. Michelle was left in the cold store room, a student's cum still dripping from her face and onto her blouse...she sat there and started to cry to herself, knowing th...
Clint couldn’t help but grind against her hips harder with every thumping note as they danced in the thickly hot club. She turned around so that her back was against his chest as she swayed her curvy hips from side to side against his growing erection. Her waist length loosely curled hair was a beautiful red, not a red found in any store, and was damp at the...
Ch.2: the giant Jenny arched her back up off the mat after she was just slammed again by Giselle. The 6'7" giantess once again hauled my 42 year old girlfriend up by her long, dark hair. Giselle guerrilla pressed Jenny high in the air, one thick hand wrapped around Jenny's throat and the other digging into her crotch. The giant had light brown hair just a...