She stood with her back to him. He couldn't take his eyes off her; she was his dream. Standing there wearing just what he wanted, the high heels, fishnet hold ups and that black soft leather corset showing off her beautiful curves. No panties, just the tops of the hold ups ending in the smooth curve of her thighs, the gentle roundness of her buttocks and the...
My take on the 750-word story. All the standard disclaimers about sex, violence, etc., apply here. All the usual restrictions apply. Copyright 2019 all rights reserved to me. I was in my third year of college when my parents died. They were hit by a semi that had crossed the divider into their lane. It seems the driver was over on hours and drugging to k...
"I will never hurt you little one, I told you that and I meant it. I don't wish to see fear in your eyes; I wish to see a sparkle and see them full of life. Do you trust Me?" I felt nearly breathless my focus was on His words and His voice. I do indeed trust Him and am ready to take this step. It is pride I feel that He has taken my hand to lead me. "Yes M...
Part 3: The Longest Night I was in some kind of dream state, but totally aware of every single thing I was feeling. The electricity of her lips on mine was enthralling, consuming – it was "just" as kiss, but it so unlike any kiss I'd felt before. Not like a man's kiss at all . . . softer but more powerful for having that softness to it, mixed with the desir...
“Do you trust me?” Tatiana looked at her boyfriend, Darin and asked again, “Do you trust me?” He looked at her for a full millisecond and said “Of course, sweetie. Why else would I let you know where I stay?” She swatted at him with one of the pillows from the couch and giggled. “You nut, I’m being serious. I want to try something, but it will only wo...
“Do you trust me?” His deep, soft voice whispered in my ear. He was behind me, his hands gently caressing my shoulders and upper arms. Something in his voice made me hesitate. Did I trust him? I was looking at our bed. At the things he had laid on it. There were padded restraints fastened to the corners, a dark scarf on the pillows, and odd shapes under anot...
A Learning Time In The BDSM Lifestyle: A Master's love & a sub's trust A Master's love for his sub runs deep, and is earned and gives with A/all his heart. He earns the trust of the person becoming his sub. T/they grow T/together in a relationship that will take T/them into a lifestyle where T/they work to please the other. This process starts with a courti...
These short stories are simply filler material for stories that simply couldn't be added to Silver Moon. They are unedited and simply knocked out for your viewing pleasure. I will indicate what chapter the mini-stories should be with as well. Any sex scenes will be 18+ and no underage crap what so ever. I hope you enjoy these as they expand on the main stor...
(I received a significant amount of assistance from LittleOne14385 in this Chapter. Her brilliant addition to this piece should direct readers to her Literotica page where she has posted a number of wonderful stories. I thank her for this and perhaps future assistance.) * After cleaning out the remaining alcohol from my apartment I cleaned the place top t...
Author's Notes: First and foremost, Always Faithful is a work of fiction; no characters depict any known persons. To the best of the author's knowledge, there is no women's clothing manufacturer by the name of Business Lady. This the last chapter in this story. I want to thank those readers who have stayed with Always Faithful through its at times tedious le...