I frowned as I looked myself over in the mirror not recognizing the man I was looking at since I was out of uniform. For the past five years I had been a soldier. Now I was dressed in a suit befitting a lord of my station. Having grown up on in my fair number foster homes and orphanages I would have called anyone who saw me becoming a lord a fool five years...
Note: This story is entirely fictional written for readers' enjoyment, and bears no resemblance to any people living or dead. It is in a sense of re-working of some of the concepts behind my "Burrinjack Social Club" story, which I was never fully satisfied with (& is my lowest scoring story). It also picks up characters from my previous story, "Fun In The Tr...
The fact is, you'd thing life would be better, and easier for a guy who was born with a nice ass. A guy who caused other guys to stop and stare as he walked by. A guy whose ass was so hot, men would fantasize about the its curves, and later on jack off while remembering how it popped up and out, like only a young buff ass can do. An ass that made jeans look...
This story is inspired by Literotica author, patientlee's, "What the Hell Are You Looking At?" which in turn is inspired by the 1863 painting Le Déjeuner sur l'Herbe by Edouard Manet. It is a painting of two clothed "dandies" and a nude woman having a picnic lunch. In addition there is a woman wearing a chemise, bathing in the water behind the picnic. (It ma...
Marie slipped on her sleek strapless red dress and looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was pencil thin and went all the way to the floor. A slit in the dress ran halfway up her leg on the right side. For 40, she thought, she was looking great. Her body was still tight and the breast enhancement she had gotten five years earlier was still looking amazi...
She pulled away and rather sternly told me to sit in the chair. I did of course and watched her as she pulled a length of rope from a drawer. A thrill rushed through me as my ultimate fantasy was being carried out. She stepped back over to me and tied my hands behind my back, spread my legs wide and tied my ankles to the legs of the chair. She then brought...
The new apartment was fine. Not nice, not really great, it was fine. By now Burton had lived in enough three-flat buildings in this city to recognize that they were all basically the same-- a living room up front with big windows, skinny hallway with a dining room and bathroom along one side, then a kitchen and the bedroom in back. The long narrow lots prett...
Lara huddled in the darkest corner of the front porch, trying her best to keep her sobs muffled so she would not be discovered. She hugged her knees to her chest and rocked back and forth, as the night breeze dried the tears and blood on her cheeks and set her fresh wounds to stinging. It wasn't the pain she concerned about. Pain she could endure; after all,...
Brad and Janet had been together for many years and although they had an open relationship, they had never been to a party like this one before. As they drove to the house, Janet was trembling in nervous anticipation. She had never done anything this adventurous before, but despite her fear she could still feel the excitement building! Janet had worn a slink...
Ganymede was standing backstage, sweat pouring off of his face. All of the Gods were now seated except for the final all powerful four, and it was his job to announce them so that the evening could officially begin. Zeus and Hera sat impatiently in the Ruby Room waiting to be announced. Ammon-Ra and Hathor had arrived but were in the sapphire room, not wanti...