Preface: When I discovered erotica on the internet over a decade ago, almost all the stories were written by Americans or Europeans. The few Indian stories were a mishmash of hurriedly described fantasies in bad grammar. The only exception was an author named Mary Jorsay Gandmar. The deliciously dirty Hindi pun in the name is indicative of her body of work -...
Dear cousin, As you remember from my last letter, I decided I would give my boyfriend a surprise for his birthday, and that this surprise would be that I would turn into a cheetah, have the spots and everything bodypainted into me. A good friend of mine who is a makeup artist agreed to do it for me--and before you ask he's as gay as they come so I had no qu...
Part 13: Father Kincaid calmly locked the front door and walked slowly around me, making little clucking noises as if appraising me as I stood there feeling more and more vulnerable, goosebumps appearing on my bare back, neck and shoulders. His deep, gravelly voice, the same one that was so intimidating when I was an altar boy, seemed to go right through me...
Josh realized that Sister Monica wouldn't have an answer for him by class on Wednesday. Still, he hoped for a sign—a certain hidden message in her movements, her smile, the way she looked at him when their eyes met. But there was nothing. She simply went through her regular in-class routines—engaging the students in discussion, expostulating on the meanings...
This is the second installment of the three-part fictional story 'Serving Suki.' This is purely fiction any correlation to real people is happenstance. It would probably be more enjoyable to read part one first. A little about how I write. I write by seeing where the story takes itself. I do not plot, I pants. It goes where it goes and if it is good enough...
Tanner and I were shaking with fear for our wives and we had no idea what to do. If we'd gone to security or the police, they'd just tell us there wasn't anything they could do, then laugh at us as soon as we were out of sight. What they wouldn't understand is that this whole thing is something our women didn't want to do in the first place and we still had...
Smiling contentedly in her exhausted afterglow, Helen snuggled up next to her neighbor, Mel's, chest. She hummed happily as he slid his hand under her arm and reached around to fondle her breast. It had been an astonishing twenty-four hours. "What do you think Maria and April're doing to Charlie?" she asked with a sigh. Mel chuckled. "There really are only...
Rebecca and I would like to thank everyone who voted and commented on our story. Please keep them coming. We work many hours putting this together and our only feedback are you responses. Please be aware that this story is a fantasy and nothing more. It contains scenes of non-consensual sex, public exhibition, humiliation, and eventually slavery. This shoul...
Disclaimer: This is part three, four and five of Ebony and Ivory. I suggest you read part two to get caught up on the story. Literotica is having troubles editing my titles and I need to release this story. I hope you enjoy, because I had a ton of fun writing it. Thanks. ******** Chapter One: So It Goes... "I'm starting to think monogamy isn't for me, T...
Part 2 of 3: Jimmy is a stoic man who hasn't taken many chances in his life. He enjoys partying and getting laid when he can, but things are about to change. His friends turn lost chances into one-night stands, a lucky coin puts him on the path to sudden wealth, the woman of his dreams seems to be within his grasp, and all he has to do is survive the wrath o...