The crazy shit that women do never ceases to amaze me. And I am a woman. The name is Mercy Jane Perkins. My friends call me M.J. Who am I? A six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and big-bottomed Englishwoman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am forty three years old. And right now I'm dominating the hell out of a Black woman who w...
"Allen are you with us?" My boss asked when he realized that I wasn't paying attention to what he was explaining. Little did he know that I was actually thinking about Kay and how wildly she had acted the night before and how much wilder she might act tonight? "I'm listening Frank." I said hoping he'd just go on with his normal sales pep talk that he end...
Jenny's morning ride was ecstatic, yet fraught with impatience. She dismounted her steed and went home, eager to maintain her vigil in surveying Chester's house, eager to confront him boldly and have him know her feelings on his not revealing his submissive desires to her. It was all a flight of fancy of course, her rational mind still wrestling with just ho...
Miss Hunter had Abigail stand and she walked them both into the room he had viewed from the outside. She noted that his face had a distinct look of shame, rather than guilt. As Abigail walked eagerly to the chair, looking back to ensure he had not lost his senses completely and fled, Miss Hunter took his arm; "I know this is all difficult for you to take in...
Chapter One - Introduction Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment, if not choose another story more to your tastes. It started innocently enough. No. That is not true. There is nothing 'innocent' when a man married over 40...
Sometimes things once perceived as a thing of beauty are allowed into our lives; sometimes, like Fallopia Japonica: 'Japanese Knotweed' they can quickly overrun a situation-and take control. He had managed to escape the humdrum, rat-race office life of Banking and Stocks; after 30 years in which the stress had nearly killed him, he had taken advantage of re...
Chapter 1-The Search Over the past several weeks one of Literotica's volunteer editors has assisted me in editing several stories written by this novice writer. In gratitude I wanted to do something for her in return. So with her permission I wrote a story with her in mind. This story is 6 chapters long and is dedicated to a very special person, angel love....
It was only a little while ago that you emerged from an obsidian shell and took your first real breaths. A few months, maybe. You stared with curiosity at your scaled siblings with leathery wings just as yours—some blue, some purple, some crimson red. You, on the other hand, inherited the same reddish-pink hue as your mother. Your father, an elder dragon of...
Caught in the Web The Ache of Longing: A Sequel Don Julian Winslow * Sheila Goode was caught; she knew it. She agonized over it, fighting to keep her sanity, to resist that growing power that threatened to overwhelm her. But deep down, she knew... there was no escape. One day she would be called, and of course, she would go. What choice did she have? By n...
Chapter 02: Ellie After my wonderful evening with Susan, the interior designer (Part 1 of the series), I made a few notes in my ship's log, being sure to include her favorite activities and sensitive spots. If given the chance, I wanted to show her I cared about her in any future encounters with her. I had learned at a young age from an older (mid thirtie...