This story has been sitting for a year, and I like the characters, but I'm not sure how to progress it. So I'm posting what I have as an intro, with the hope that people will suggest something that helps get it moving. All characters are over age 18. * * * * * At nineteen, Randy Morre was a year out of the foster care system, and two weeks out of his last...
My insecurity continued to grow with each passing day during the next three weeks, as did the insecurities of the other 12 white husbands in our little condo community. Each day during the work week while the husbands worked, the young black stud had all of our wives hanging around him at his soon to be gym. The white wives continued assisting and preparin...
Chapter 2: The Deal Ben banged the door, and that was the first Ginny knew he was back home. She leapt up and bounded up the stairs, not wanting Ben to realise she had been down in the basement. As soon as he had gone out the house she had wandered down there, just to gaze once more upon the machine. She had removed her top and knelt before it on the floor,...
*What you treasure defines you so choose wisely * (Mature) * (Three months later) Sadri and I got our raises for our new positions. Sadri was gleeful until I explained that one adjustment (small) in the pay-grade wasn't the same as one grade (big). Guess which one the Bitch gave us? Sadri joked about 'who did she have to kill to get ahead in this company...
I followed Brook and Linda out of the spa onto the sidewalk and I looked around for the limo but it was no where to be found. As the girls started walking down the street and talking to each other, I asked where the limo was. Neither of them responded and just kept walking. I followed behind as closely as I could and hoped no one would notice me. Luckily it...
Chapter Fourteen: Chantel Learns a Lesson. Another bright and early morning for me. Another busy day ahead as a sissy maid and later on as a slut. What plans Master has for me as a sissy slut tonight, I don't know, but I'm sure it will be exciting, with lots of creamy cum for me to taste and swallow as well as good for hard core butt fucking. I'm already ge...
"The tea can help you with that." Xan screwed her face in disgust at Arianna's offer. "I don't drink tea, especially one that has goat urine in it." "The mixture will help you clear your mind and allow you to sleep without fear of unwanted visitors." "As appreciative as I am, I'll pass." Xan took a step back, cursing herself for her random decision to tal...
When I was younger I used to be a complete bully. I used to make fun of the poor people that couldn't afford to buy new clothes every school year. There were also times that I would make fun of girls that didn't want to participate in gym class because they were wearing a dress. I used to agitate so many people that I would get into fights almost daily. One...
I call him a germaphobe, but that isn't exactly accurate. It's more complicated than that, just like everything else in life. I didn't actually find out the truth until a few months after we'd met, when I was head-over-heels in love with what I thought was the perfect man. He seemed to be everything a girl could want in a man; educated, intelligent, strikin...
Author's Note: This story is erotic fantasy written by Cirelo. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this story, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Cirelo 2013 This is the second chapter in an ongoing series. It will make more sense if you s...