Ted sighed into his beer as he watched Michelle walk towards him. Over the course of the past 2 days she had insisted upon being everywhere he was. When he woke up, she was hanging out with his sister or his mother, when he went out, somehow she was already there. Enough was enough, really. It was bad enough avoiding Janey, but now Michelle, too? Maybe if he...
Megan was still in bed when the doorbell rang. It was Saturday morning, and she liked to sleep in, because she didn't really have anything to get up for, anyway. The doorbell rung again, and she ignored it. She stayed where she was, hoping whoever was at the door would go away. The bell rung a third time, and now there was knocking. After a moment her phon...
Dear Reader, These are stories from my Relationship with a former Mistress of mine. For the purpose of this story I call her Mistress V. She wasn't the usual stereotypical Mistress, she was different. She was my first real life Mistress, and I her first slave. And to this day I still hold her dear in my heart. I want to share some of the Adventures I had wi...
Being a 20 year old was tough. Even tougher was leaving everything that you cared about behind, but that is just something that you have to do — you can't be a kid forever. I had finally saved up enough money to leave the nest and head out to California. I didn't really have a plan for when I got out there, I just knew I wanted to try and make it on my own....
Hmm. The alliteration in the title works better when you know that the X in Xeplegh is pronounced [x], not [z]. Anyway, hello! This is my Halloween story! It was actually up on Halloween in certain places that I can't mention here because Literotica won't let me. Check the comments if you want to see these certain places. There's also a part two to this one...
There is someone for everyone. Isn't there? Never married or in a serious relationship, Gary worked five days a week and half a day Saturday in a machine shop. He had been employed there for 15 years, since he graduated from high school. It was a good job with a good wage, benefits, and overtime, and as much as the routine drove him mad after a while, he ne...
Tessie pulled the scarf from around her neck and shrugged the coat off her shoulders. I sipped my cognac. So far the show was nothing more than I had seen over dinner. Then her top came off; underneath she wore a black demi-bra, scalloped-edged in lace. She moved around, did a twirl to flaunt herself in bra, short, short miniskirt and stockings. Lovely. She...
Growing up I had a pretty normal childhood. As normal as you can get growing up in a town full of werewolves. Yep, that's right. Werewolves. It's not as weird as it sounds, I promise you. I grew up with my siblings and my parents who all had their first transformations at fourteen like all the other werewolves. They all hoped I would have mine as well. Alas,...
This story was written for the following prompt: "A harness that holds pocket dimensions which you put your arms and legs into, effectively allowing you to be without limbs and therefore helpless." Contains: temporary limblessness, bondage. "This is... weird." She wiggled her arms, feeling like they were completely normal, but the only thing visible was...
"You can stay with me, it's no problem." "You sure? I don't want it to get weird." "What would be weird about this? It's just two friends living together." "I know. . . but all it takes is one drunken night." "What do you mean?" "You know. It's a classic guy-girl situation. One drunken night and it all falls apart. You either hook up or move out." "So...