I should have known better. It was such a stupid thing and it didn't even work out. Here I was graduating from High School. I had just turned eighteen and it was the last week of school. How could I have done it? Why did I take the chance? Kelly was probably the prettiest girl in school. Her hair was long and blond. Not much different then mine. Actually we...
Author's Note: Ok. One night I was lying in bed and suddenly this story came to mind. I honestly was thinking about my other series, but apparently my muse decided for me to give this one a shot. So hopefully we will see a positive outcome. "Ahhhhh, mmmmmm, ohhhhhhhhhh -- that's it, Alpha, oh yes, my Alpha, fuck me -- ahh ahh huh," a pixie blonde-haired...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Mistress KY, but my real name is Kyra Stonebridge. I'm a second year student in the computer science programme at Ryerson University. Most of my friends and family don't know that I am also a dabbler in the BDSM scene of Toronto, Ontario. Indeed, I am the fearless dominatrix who is here to rock your world. I'm five-foot...
*thanks to generalsmallmountain for her editing work* I was sitting in the doctor's office waiting and started thinking back to how this all started. I was twelve when we first met. I instantly liked him but I guess he thought I was just his friend's annoying little sister. He hung out at my house most of the time with my brother. As the years went on I b...
My name is Alexis. I am single, but by choice. I date around, but nothing serious. I'm not a model by any means, but with dark black hair, green eyes, lightly tanned skin and soft features with full lips, I definitely turn some heads. I stand at 5 foot 5 with an hour glass figure, full C cup breasts, tight stomach, and an ass to die for. I am 22 years old an...
Tequila Rub Getting fucked up after the 'Dear Jon,' treatment was absolutely mandatory, but to be so desperate that you had to get there by doing Cherry flavored Nyquil shots was pathetic. Worse still, Jon was such a lightweight that after six shots he felt buzzed, so buzzed that when his friend, Peter, switched him to non-alcoholic flu medicine, he didn't...
The name is Stephen Voltaire. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who recently moved to the city of Ottawa, Canada. I left behind my beloved and racially diverse city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for the unknown. And although this new land is full of promise, it's also full of dangers. I miss the sexy guys and hot women in my ci...
Notes: 1) If you see this anywhere but Literotica, it isn't supposed to be there! ***** Lislora rubbed her head, grateful to be in the privacy of her own room. Dinner had been mostly delicious, except for those wretched onions Isonei and the Halloc had devoured, but watching Isonei warm over the course of the meal had been unexpectedly difficult. The Ara...
Teleportation didn't have to involve any sound at all. But it was satisfying to give it a little pop. With a sound like green wood burning, a thin woman with deep brown eyes and shoulder-length chestnut hair appeared in the Gokuri Forests. She immediately shifted from foot to foot, recovering her balance. The dirt path was uneven. Tall bamboo stalks towere...
I had just moved back down south a couple of days ago. Been years since I had felt the damp breeze in my hair, hot sun beating down on my body. My pale skin was dying for the Mississippi weather and uv's. Not sure where I was moving to, I was gravitating towards a smaller town close to the gulf. Pulling up to the familiar house I hadn't seen in years, my d...