Part 10: Intrusion The massage had been wonderful she thought as she lay there, towel covering just her bottom, tits down pressed into the warm soft pad on the massage table. Jade had taken extra care to point out and rub the 9 pressure points on her spine, shoulders and lower back that led to arousal. After the initial rub down and acupressure, Jade had di...
Jim's life had been changed in an instant in ways he had not foreseen a year ago. His wife of many years had been struck down in a traffic accident when a large truck ran a red light and totaled her car. Mercifully, she went to her reward instantly and with no pain or suffering. Unknown to virtually everyone who knew him, Jim was a submissive male who had v...
Connor paused, resting on his legs supported by the little shelf on the chaise like he was sitting up in the saddle and getting ready to ride. He surveyed the coupled couple just below him. Sherry was dripping wet, and her juices flowed down her husband's cock like hot juices leaking on a turkey baster, except his dick was lot thicker, and most of it was hid...
"Whazzup!" Sallee Silverclamp exclaimed as she handed Pinter a mug of iced tea. The little Goblin overseer of Nagrand's Steamwheedle Preservation Society smiled with her wild hospitality that had always made Pinter laugh when she established connections here over a month ago. Pinter couldn't resist a little appreciative chuckle as she took the tea mug and si...
A quick one I did in response to a specific request. In this one, Barbara is desperate for a baby. When the [somewhat unorthodox!] methods in a clinic fail, Barbara's nurse offers an alternative. OK, there's a clichéd racial stereotype involved, but I did manage to convince the person who requested the piece that we could steer away from any wimpy, cuckold...
My Feather Girl 02b -- Polishing the stone LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin. Many thanks go to RF-Fast and thor_pf for ed...
When I came home from work, I was surprised to find Jennifer's car in the driveway. I hadn't expected to see it there, as the last I heard they hadn't planned on coming up again for another several months. I pulled my car into the driveway and gathered up my stuff. As I opened the front door, I heard my wife and her sister talking. They were sitting at the...
Author's Note: The following is Part 4 of a sequel to "The Dice Game" (https://www.literotica.com/s/the-dice-game-2). It is also a work of fiction intended for novelty purposes only. It contains graphic scenes which may not depict fully safe or wise BDSM practices, and should be enjoyed purely as fantasy. Part Four: Under a Violet Gun As Laura writhed on...
The old tavern stinks. It stinks of spilled ale, the unwashed bodies of various races, wet wool and rust. The rust smell comes from my own chainmail and it was growing overpowering. Not that I would dare remove the armor, not in this place. Not that I was afraid of this place. No this was, in a way, almost home. I just didn't trust some of my sword brothers...
This material is intended for readers at least 18 yrs. of age or older. If you are not 18 leave now. This story is purely fictional and not meant to be taken any other way. With the memory of his first anniversary still fresh in his mind, Bill decided this year, things were gonna be his way. He wanted to introduce his wife to new ideas. Not pain but pleasur...