Herbert felt drained. Drained in spirit, drained in energy, but most of all drained of his precious sperm. He had given up more than a pint of cum at the hands of his teacher, his stepsister and her friend, and he wondered how long it would take his body to replenish the lost stores of his valuable seed. Yet even now, as he lay awake in bed, he was thinking...
My girlfriend Selene and I got back to her apartment somewhere around three in the morning. It was kind of hazy for me, a combination of a long night of drinking, a long time of dancing with her, and then a late-night dinner at a smoky diner. We stripped and crawled into bed, and although our lips touched and I was fetched by her soft curves, she cut loose a...
The atmosphere around the house evened out for a while. The wife got off my back about who the daughter was dating and I wasn't as curious since I had the website and her college confession to tide me over. Our interest in her love life would only flair up when she would go out with Derrick. Her mother would go nuts wanting to know who she was with and I'd g...
[This story is fiction. There are some aspects that are nearly impossible. Only 90 Porsche 550's were ever built, so it is hard to believe one of them ended up in Grandfather's garage. Lit doesn't have a D/s story group or this story would more accurately belong there than in the broader BDSM. That said, please do not judge me too harshly if I put it here an...
There is no such thing as the perfect submissive. There's no such thing as a perfect Domme for that matter either. There is, however, a symbiosis, a precious and delicate balance, an equilibrium that can only be achieved between Domme and sub, involving owner and pet that transcends all other relationships. No vanilla/romantic relationship can compare to the...
Misty questioned the aptness of the phrase, 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend,' to her current circumstance. Maybe it should go, 'the enemy of my enemy is happy to use me to get a one up on her enemy, but is in no way inclined to be my friend or even treat me as an equal'. Or perhaps, 'I've got a bad feeling about this', would suffice. Maybe it was because...
I met a couple several months ago who invited me to an S&M play party at their house. Tina was a hot blond dominatrix standing 5ft. 8in. tall with a curvaceous body anyone would take a whipping for. Her slave Darren was a gentle 6ft. tall and slender man with long brown hair tied in a ponytail. I was jealous of his huge 9in. erection which made my 7in. cock...
© 2013 Just a quick note to encourage you to give me some feedback after you've read this chapter. Feedback is the lifeblood of a writer and it only takes a minute to respond. I first posted this story on Literotica in 2013. As always, characters in this account involved in sexual activity are above the age of eighteen and those of you under the age of con...
Chapter 6: I stood in Taylor's house, waiting after having been dropped off by the wonderful and beautiful Natalie, staring out through the plate glass window, watching the little bonsai tree as it swayed in the gentle breeze. It was raining, and the day was dark and dreary. There was something about that tree that intrigued me. Something peaceful and fu...
Written just for Gwendolyn by JD "PurpleHazeFL69" "24 Gwendolyn" Chapters: 1~~ Sweet Arrival 2~~ The Appetizer 3~~ The Main Course 4~~ A Full Second Plate 5~~ Finishing Breakfast -------------------------------------------------- 1~~ Sweet Arrival -------------------------------------------------- Typically an early Autumn Wednesday in Florida...