I opened my eyes gently, and stretched my joints with a big yawn. With my eyes now open, I saw Michael sleeping next to me. He had his face snuggled between my bare breasts, using them as soft pillows. He seemed as adorable as a baby with his face between my tits. I couldn't resist stroking his short brown hair. I ploughed my fingers through his hair, and...
Occasionally I will get a comment from someone who, "hates sluts". I like sluts; I don't mean women who give it up without discretion. I mean women who fuck with abandon--- wanton, fearless, teasing, nasty, dirty little girls. It's the old, "behind closed doors" concept. This is a story about a good girl who is this kind of slut, Jekyll and Hyde. She likes c...
This is a prelude to 'Nursing a relationship'. That was my first story released here on Literotica, written to get something out there fast. Even though it was surprisingly well received (especially with the grammatical errors it contained) I felt that something was missing and this is an attempt to rectify (some of) that. I have tried to keep the same sty...
*Author's note: Several years ago, I read an interesting book by author Loyal Rue, a professor of Religion and Philosophy at Luther College, called By the Grace of Guile. An excerpt from one review says this: "For people who are troubled by a world increasingly filled with the sweet-talking duplicity of politicians, preachers, advertisers, and sundry huckste...
Hello there, James here and this is an account of the Halloween party I threw for my special friends last year. Jessica my dear slave has been looking over my shoulder as I type this up and for a sweet submissive has surprised me a few times as she corrected me. 'No Master that's not what happened,' or, 'It was the other way round Master.' I will see to...
A bisexual sub considers being a surrogate for a gay couple. I was kneeling in front of the door, waiting for my mistresses, Chelsea and Jessica, to come home from their night out. Earlier that night, when they were about to leave, I could not stop admiring the couple, with Chelsea shining in her green satin dress which was complimentary to her red hair and...
The following happened in 1958 in a small township called Gibson Falls in Iowa. There were very few buildings in the town as it had been eclipsed by Des Moines, roughly two hours drive away. The township had the usual strip consisting of the general store, drapers, barbers farm products, and mail order store. My mom knew everyone's mom and we were a tight k...
Life is strange. It throws absurdities at people without warning. Mary having a dick was one, and Dakota being gay was another, then Zoey... Now Ashley had been afflicted. The signs were clear after the first three. Rachel hadn't blinked when Dakota acted weird, she had expected the girl was gay or at least bi, but the former queen bee of Saint Puella was an...
Kirsty Dickens threw her oversized purse on her bed. Little Miss curled about her leg begging and pleading for her attention, but that was the last thing she wanted after another ninety-minute work-out session at the local gym. She was too tired to deal with a needy pussy, even her own. The creature was a reminder of her destiny as that crazy cat woman in th...
It was around 7:20am on a warm muggy Thursday in the middle of August, and Carey was heading to the college gym for her morning swim. She was an incoming 18-year-old freshman at a small private liberal arts college in Washington state. Carey grew up in the suburbs of Seattle and she was happy to escape the frantic pace of the city life. She got to campus a c...