The rain hammered against the bronzed plate glass of her office windows like fierce silver needles. The water ran in sheets from the glass, reflecting the interior of the office like a mirror. Thunder cracked sharply, causing her body to lurch in fear. Her heart seemed the metronome for the storm, its staccato beats sustaining meter and measure. Her palms we...
Diana's nipples hardened as she felt herself melt into the music, and the feelings in her body began to take over. She couldn't believe she was letting herself feel it so quickly, although a couple of margaritas on an empty stomach helped. She looked over at Laurie, her college roommate, who was sitting in a corner booth, some ways away from the blonde woman...
It Ain't A Glass Slipper © 2013 Suite21men I give thanks to a fellow Literotica author, OneSilky, for the seeds of inspiration she gave me to write this story. Her gift has transpired many ways and ended up being written in the flavor of Grimm's Fairy Tales. I also have to thank Eilatan for her insightful editing and her storyline suggestions that make thi...
I sit and wait patiently as my new hucow wakes up. I sit on the bench inside the rather cool barn with the hay on the ground cushioning my feet. I watch as my new hucow sits in her stable. She lays there sleeping strapped to her bondage rig in the room I locked her up on. It's almost sunrise as she lays there unable to move but not even trying to in her slum...
Welcome to the Love and Limousines Chain Story. Each author will be telling their own little tale of what happens in the backseat of the limousine. Each author will be using a different letter of the alphabet for the driver's name. Only time will tell what the driver's names will be. I hope you will enjoy the individual tales and let us know what you think...
It had all begun with a trip to her parents’ anniversary celebration, which she normally avoided. Her cousin had left without her date that night. He'd been so self-assured, and she'd been drawn to his confidence, which she lacked herself. They seemed to compliment each other perfectly, each filling in for the other's deficiencies. Around him, she didn't hav...
"Get your suit on, let's go for a swim." Going out for dinner was definitely what I needed to straighten out my head or maybe George just fucked with it more. Hours ago I was just about ready to ask him to take me back home and that he not contact me again. The roller coaster ride I was on with him had me frightened one moment, floating in ecstasy the next...
Note: This story was conceived by a friend of mine who wrote the bulk of it, and wanted to see what I would do to it in my style. She sent it to me, unfinished, and I did a little tweaking to it. Nevertheless this is the only story that is not 100% my own in my collection. ------------- Pad... pad... pad... Her footsteps softly muffled, she walked down th...
He watched as the long-legged plover hopped across the wet sand searching for a snack. It’s footprints left perfect arrow shapes on the wet surface before the shore break washed them away. Then his attention turned to a young couple swimming lazily through the shallow water together It was so incredibly beautiful, the ocean changed from brilliant turquoise t...
Ok, it's something one doesn't admit to doing. You, me, us watch the Soaps? NEVER! But it's strange how millions of people around the world are addicted to the Soap Operas. Interesting how you kinda know what's happening in the nightmare, complex world of these serialized dramas because you have a friend or relative who is one of these millions of addicted...