Louise wiggled in her seat. She wasn't used to wearing a dress, hose and heels. Her legs itched and her feet felt as though they were on fire even though she had only walked as far as the car to the back yard where the wedding was being held. However, even more uncomfortable than the shoes and hose was the way Barb was staring at them. It was a stare filled...
This is the tenth episode of my unreliable memoirs. Each episode can be read individually but it helps to have read the previous episodes starting from the beginning. This episode is largely based on a painful episode from my youth and is a continuation from episode 9. I hope you enjoy the stories. M4bloke ****************** When Ruth and I got off th...
Author's Note: I've let this series lie face down in the mud for a long time. In my mind, I thought it was best to let it die. I took a break from writing and then moved in a different direction when I returned. This series was my first foray into posting stories on Literotica. I'd written for a lot of different audiences in a lot of different places. I neve...
I had several requests to add a third and final chapter to Irene and Jack, this is my attempt to do so. ***** The kids arrived early, which was a good thing in my book. They'd been out to dinner. I shook his hand again, Edith introduced me to him properly and we headed into the kitchen. I asked if it was okay to talk there since so many family decisions h...
(Author's note: chapters 1 and 2 of this have been previously published, so if you have read them already, feel free to skip to chapter 3) Chapter 1 -- Beginnings (note: this chapter starts slow, with a background story, if that doesn't interest you, skip to the stars ***) Hi. My name is Olivia. This is the story of how I went from secretary to slave to w...
The time until the wedding seemed to fly by as I made the arrangements. As each day passed Mika's willingness and desire to please me only increased as did our love for each other, which proved to me that I had made the right choice when I picked her to be my slave and wife. About a week before we were supposed to leave, I had taken Mika for the final fittin...
Content Warning This fantasy involves a young wife being coerced into nonconsensual sex. If stories of this type upset you, please stop reading now! I am sure you can find plenty of stories on Literotica that match your particular desires. I know that there are categories on Literotica that I avoid. This story takes place in the early 1970s. ***** Prol...
A sincere thank you to Harddaysknight for his critical read of my story before publishing. This started out very different and morphed into what this is now, and I needed to make sure I didn't leave too many things hanging out there. I dragged my ass into the laundromat on a typical gray Sunday morning at 7. I really had no idea if the day outside was gray,...
I was sitting at my office desk enjoying a midmorning coffee, my executive administrative research assistant had brought me. She had put artificial sugar in it. As a result, I was threatening to drink tea instead because I liked my tea black. I was reflecting on ways I could proceed on an ongoing copyright matter that I need resolved yesterday. The problem w...
Again, I suggest reading the first three chapters before beginning this one. Also, I want to emphasize that if you are expecting a story with non-stop sex, then you will be disappointed. * When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I did was check my car. Jessie's purse was gone. I had already noticed that her car was not in the driveway of her paren...