The walls of this place are like a prison... but that's fine. That's why they call this place "The Lockdown". Driftwood's never had a strip club in it before, and this one raised a hell of an uproar. A lot of people didn't want it here, but it happened, the owner of this—creative— establishment managed to make it work. Maybe they greased a few hinges, or li...
Boredom and curiosity are powerful forces. I'd been wondering what sex with a transgender woman would be like. Not enough to actually try and date one, that would require putting in more effort than I wanted. I had never actually dated a cisgender woman either. Any time I wanted to get my rocks off and didn't feel like jerking it to porn, I would just hire...
I have to admit I came up with a brand new plot for this story. It is a flash with brilliant humor and a moral for all, cucks and BtBs alike. Readers ask how I can dream up this shit and I respond, 'mushrooms'. If you don't like satire, testosterone laden men, pickaxe handles, and prickly heat, move on. I am sure there are plenty of cuck stories posted above...
Ryk was a simple man. He played his harp in the inn, took his coin, and spent it on ale and whores. Simple man with simple needs, he told himself. He wanted nothing else. Or so it was until this night. It was one of his lucky days. Enough copper coins had been flung at him after he finished his day at The Winking Lass inn. Enough for bedding Lucy, anyw...
A/N: This is my very first submission on literotica. This story will have romance and some light vanilla sexual interactions later. But it's mostly plot and development. § is a symbol that will be next to a word in my story that will be defined at the end of a chapter. This is a made up world, so there will be some strange words/and or languages as well as...
At ten am Julia woke up feeling more than a little fuzzy, the night before she had consumed nearly half a bottle of gin and a full bottle of wine. Raising herself on the pillows she remembered the fragment of a dream. She was in Robert's study and he was sitting on the edge of his desk nude, his legs apart sniffing a pair of knickers as she masturbated him....
They said that Wild Jim was the most evil-tempered bastard that lived in the county. Not only would he beat his girls and slaves but he would fight any man who he thought had given him lip. His face was almost split from eye to chin with a knife scar that shone a pale white under lamp-light. Looking at him and you never wanted to do that made you consider hi...
That night Peters came to me. It was my first sex for several months since my husband's death. He certainly knew how to bed a woman. His body was in good shape and he had a massive cock. An arrogant bastard who was used to fucking available women. First of all he wanted to be rimmed and sucked. "I've heard you give a great blow job," he said. It was true...
Kid knew Dan was immune to Rafe's male posturing. Dan had a sense of humor that was rare and distinctly his own. Kid wanted Rafe gone, had been hoping he'd turn back, but he was still there. And the look he'd given Dan when she'd hugged him, well, that had been too proprietary by half. She was puzzled and more than a little sick of the secrecy and lies. Mac...
Pt. 07 – Wednesday Mid-Day This is another part to the story of a beautiful American businesswoman (Elaine) who comes to Jamaica to relax and eventually ends up working in an island whorehouse to pay off a debt. The story began when her husband, Paul, and she arrived on a weekend to relax and enjoy time together before Paul left on a business trip that wil...