We call it "date night", but what it really means is fuck like we're kid free. We had just dropped the kids off with their aunt and were headed home for date night. My wife's hand moved from its customary station on my mid-thigh to a point a bit higher, enough so to set my mind aflame with the possibilities of the evening. I gave her a quick glance before...
"Hello." "This is your Mistress, greet me as such." "Mistress, thank you for calling me. What can I do to please you?" "Did you do as I have requested?" My voice short, clipped. Your breath caught. I knew that you had. "Yes Mistress." "MMmmm, how did that feel, how did your rough jeans feel on your sensitive head?" "It felt so good ma'am, thank you....
You have summoned me, Master. You have told me what I am to do. I will arrange for somewhere private and quiet for my Master. Somewhere where he will be peaceful and have all the time he wishes to use and command his slave for his pleasures. I will wear something that I hope will please you, but something that will not obstruct you in any way... the color wi...
You kneel before the leader of the KARWA group, Fajula, a large black man with long dreads and an incredibly well toned body. He sits upon a throne like a lion on a hill, watching over his domain. Your knees hurt. You have been kneeling on the stone steps for so long. You wear a green satin out fit, one that drapes around your neck, down your body just enou...
I continued my alcohol and sexual abstinence for several months at my punishment posting in Africa. As I explained earlier, I was in deep dudgeon with my employer, the Department of State, for excessive drinking and "additional problems," among which was sex with too many men too often. It was six months of abstinence before I got a telegram that allowed m...
This chapter picks up where Chapter 3 left off. Bitsy's brother-in-law, the "real" Count Dracula makes an appearance here. Enjoy and please let me know what you think! *** Maria arrived shortly after, very subdued as she bathed Bitsy. She made no comment about the state of Bitsy's body, nor about the cum found beneath her; she simply cleaned her efficientl...
(This story began as a fantasy thought inspired by two wonderful ladies who for now will remain nameless. I changed the names to protect the guilty.) * The sun crashed into the room as Adrian's eyes slowly opened. He attempted to stretch out as he woke up before discovering his hands were otherwise contained within two pairs of fuzzy handcuffs. As he attem...
Shelves of books loomed high above Marcie's head. Coupled with the dim light and near perfect silence, the bookstore reminded the forty year old of caves she'd visited earlier in the summer. Borrowing a small footstool from the next aisle, Marcie stepped up to one of her favorite sections of the shelves. The erotica section, naturally, was placed on the high...
Samuel X. The Aquarius King. The Haitian Dreamer. Literotica's Favorite Asshole. In his lifetime, the young Black man from the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, had been called many things. Always because of his peculiar talents. Growing up in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts, he was keenly aware of the fact that he was different. Among the legions...
I am placed carefully into a car, strong, hot hands grip my waist and I feel pressure on the top of my head as I am guided carefully but assertively into the front seat. I can feel the fumbling of fingers around the seatbelt as it is buckled in place at my hip. My breath catches at the feel of his hands skimming against my thigh. I fidget in my seat, my cunt...