She slipped the blindfold off, breathing deeply. She tried to focus but could not understand what she saw. She was everywhere. Each turn of her head she was there, looking back. The room had been transformed. Every wall covered in mirrors. Floor to ceiling, mirrors showing her in every picture. Frames in gilt, wood, metals stared back at her. The sizes were...
*** Hello all, this is the second installment in my short story trilogy, which is just one of the infinite tales from my fantasy universe. Someone recently noted that the characters behaved more like demigods than humans, and this is appropriate as the characters are of a very powerful race, very ancient and magical. I think this semi-divine appellation is...
Working to continue the momentum here, please leave comments or suggestions. Simply trying to become a better writer. ************ Walking with Ali to the coffee shop was a unique experience to say the least. I know Ali liked being stared at by every soul on the street, but for me it was a bit weird. She acted like she didn't notice every girl and guy we...
Preface: Before I start this chapter, I just want to mention it's been six months since I submitted my last story. There's two reasons for that. First is I gave birth to a baby boy last September and that kept me busy. Second is I did some soul-searching and didn't like what I saw about myself. The marriage years leading up to my first gangbang, I felt I c...
An idea came to me after reading a particular thread, so I sat down and pushed this piece out. It's a new area for me, so any purists, please, if there's any areas you see for improvement do let me know ... in a constructive way! I was also unsure in which category to place it - is BDSM a better place for this type of scene? I hope you enjoy it. Forgive an...
The Lady at Cosimo's I was sitting in Cosimo's that night just about midnight. It was spring, I think. Yea, it must have been spring, the doors were open and I was staring out onto Burgundy Street when I saw her. Drunk, lost tourist. O tempore, O mores. She was alone, this drunk, lost tourist, though more lost than drunk and more alone than lost. Red dress....
Chelsea's Practice Secret Chelsea thought life couldn't be better. She married her childhood sweetheart and has three adorable children. Her husband's a dentist and has her own career in advertising. A distressing phone call placed her on a path to a traumatic marriage breakdown and a difficult divorce. She started seeing Doctor Love for help, satisfying an...
My adventures in being bad began slow with my sharing some of the exciting things that a past boyfriend made me do. After that relationship ended I was left with a hunger for being bad. My adventures resumed at Literotica with my taking the risk of posting a thread entitled "A Strange Request" in April 2004 in the Literotica Personals, sharing my desire to...
"Just lay up here on the kitchen table then baby," I told him, "Take all your clothes off and lay on your back." I had to admit that he looked pretty good naked, wearing nothing but the dog collar. He was about six feet tall, broad shoulders, slim waisted with a hard ass. He had cyclist's legs, huge muscular thighs and bulging calf muscles. He already had a...
Standing five feet eleven inches tall, deliciously curvy, with long black hair, dark bronze skin and light brown eyes bathed in late afternoon sunlight streaming in through the basement window, Nadia Nasser is indeed a vision of beauty. Born in the City of Baljurashi, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, and raised in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, this unique young woman...