Author's Note: I recommend you read the first chapter before this. And a word of caution about the first chapter itself. It does not have any BDSM content. ***** "In my room. Naked, on your knees, hands behind your ass Catherine. Now." "Yes, Edward." I walk into the room, my heart racing. He follows me and stops at the door. I turn to him and undress, t...
The thing wrapped around his ankle. Every foot kick was slowed down. With mild panic, he yanked his foot until it slipped off and disappeared into the vastness of the water around him. All he could see from the netherworld beneath his neck was a blue-green surface. Tiles of blue-green were separated by white lines of foam, some simply ripples running through...
Both of the poems included in this story are the author's own work and can be accessed via her profile page [click on her name just under the title]. The second poem, "Something..." is on Literotica in audio format so you can hear the author reading it as it should be read. Why not play it while you read the story to get the full effect? -- My footsteps r...
(c) 2012 Padma Bear No part of this story may be reproduced in any form, including electronic media, without the written permission of the author. We mean it. Apparently, this isn't the kind of story that gets a high score around here, but please don't let that deter you. If you haven't read the other parts of this story, you'll enjoy this one much more if...
Author's Note: The central fetish of this story is "a forced bath & a shave for a very dirty girl." As such, there are some elements of reluctance and noncon, as well as lots of lesbian sex. If that is not your bag, then this story is probably not for you. Otherwise, enjoy! As always, I would immensely appreciate any suggestions and/or constructive feedback...
Laura enjoyed accompanying her husband, Arthur, to the remote Rocky Island cabin for his bird field studies. The cabin sat on the edge of a spruce forest above a beach on a small island far off the coast of Alaska. Arthur spent the day with his spotting scope off in the blind, counting birds. As a kindergarten teacher, Laura had the whole summer off. For wee...
I've known Angela for a few years. I met her at my old work and the first time I saw her I thought, she is a very elegant, sexy woman. We sat quite close to each other in the office and had lots of chances to talk. We got on really well and in no time at all became quite good friends. I had been with the firm for about three months when the first Christmas c...
Jennifer stood in front of the mirror and admired the glorious image before her. There she was, a gorgeous bunny girl in a tight, high cut black costume which gave her a wonderful curvy figure. Her fake boobs looked real and gave her an awesome cleavage. Her superb bubble butt had a kinky little fluffy tail and three-inch heels made her legs, encased in blac...
For my friend Michael who patiently endures my disappearing acts, and who's private photos have given me many pleasant dreams. "We'll be back!" my bridesmaid's said as they scurried from the room. I could hear them giggling all the way down the stairs. They left on a mission to find a bottle of liquor. It was thirty minutes before the big event. I was nerv...
Chapter 1 September, 1981 – Pembroke, NC Natalie Reynolds, was nineteen, just finishing up her first year at a small liberal arts college in Pembroke, North Carolina. Natalie wanted to talk with someone who was experienced. She was almost desperate to do this, for her boyfriend, while not yet having taken her virginity, had persuaded Natalie to go naked i...