Honey I’m home! Part one.Copyright Catcher78 all rights reserved.Everyone getting fucked in this mostly fictional story is eighteen or over.I turned eighteen June before the start of my Junior year, prolly should have graduated last spring, but Daddy and my mother held me back and then I struggled with reading and all in the first
It starts with me sitting to watch (On British TV), the first full Post Mortem to be carried out on a human being in public in England since ‘COURTS’ – the department store – DIDN’T have a Sale advertised that “Must end Sunday.”Apart from being shown to a live audience in the theatre, it was
a simple plan that turned in to a weekend of insane abuse… It was a four day weekend where I was going to get gangbanged in a mmmf that was arranged by a friend, but he failed to realize that the guys he found were actually in a gang. When i got there, i found
The official title of this work is, “The Taming of the San Francisco Dominatrix,” which was more than 35 characters, so had to be altered in the title. This play is a parody of William Shakespeare’s farcical comedy, “The Taming of the Shrew.” It was written specifically for Literotica’s 2024 April Fool’s Day contest, and
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction and none of this should happen in real life without full consent. Most of the characters in this story are committing criminal acts. If the idea of human sexual slavery, blackmail, nonconsensual sex, animal play, spanking, flogging, forced servitude, kidnapping, rape, or other such illegal activities bother
*******Allie breaks a rule… and pays the price.*******All characters in this story are over the age of 18. This story also contains pee play**********************************************************************My story ended up being a huge hit in the student newspaper. Mom and Dad seemed to like it as well, though I only really cared that dad liked it. I was
Vince went to bed last night really confused. He’d spoken with his father, laying in bed as he discussed the… proposition. He didn’t ask for a response and Vince didn’t offer one… not yet. That would come today. Right now, as a matter of fact.Vince had a restless night of sleep, not quite able to
Maria Maranzano stood on her balcony over looking the vast grounds below dressed in a long white robe, her long dark curly hair let loose down her slim shoulders, inhaling softly deep in thought “Palermo, her home town in Sicily, her roots her origins all started here and all shall end here, her father Luca
My girlfriend Dawn and I were at a small party at a coworker’s house recently. It was a nice summer night, and our friend Vie has a house on the beach, so it was really a great night for a party. Everyone was in a fun mood, and we all took turns mixing drinks for
Wedding Day Ch#2Just then the bell went off, letting everybody know it was time for the party to start.Amy looked at me with raised eyebrows and a questioning expression that said, ‘are we going downstairs?’Amy said, “Claire if all of this makes you uncomfortable, I tell you what. Kate, John, and I will go downstairs
This is Part 4 of my series Jade, the first three parts of which relate various lesbian encounters that our heroine takes part in and may be found in ‘Lesbian sex.’ In this instalment, Jade’s latest lover, the upper-class trainee veterinary surgeon Angela, gets to meet Hunter, Jade’s husband…11Jade took her phone and, after a
Part three of Welcome HomeCh. 4: Embracing the NewMegan and Beth walk hand in hand through the bustling mega mall, their hearts full of anticipation as they explore the numerous stores offering everything from shoes, lingerie, and even adult toys. The air was thick with excitement and the scent of perfume, cologne, and expensive fabrics.
Rick pulled out from the parking garage and the blizzard was blowing snow sideways. He did not think he would be able to move if his car was not 4-wheel drive. There was no electricity anywhere and it was very dark. As he drove by the front of his office building he thought he saw
Papa had seemed a little strange as he sent her off, Emily thought. He’d hugged her too tight. Told her he loved her too many times, although since she turned eighteen he’d been extra affectionate. It was strange, and as she walked to the party, cold nipping at her bare legs under her skirt and
Here is Chapter Two of my story, after all, I wouldn’t want to leave my readers hanging or wanting for more for too long. Hopefully, the response to these first two installments will be more positive than my first submission, “Death Throes”. Please vote and comment so I know if I should continue to submit
This is a fictional story about a man who gives in to something that comes from a dark place within. Read at your own risk. Railroad ParkRailroad Park was a sprawling suburban park on the outskirts of the city, with large new housing developments on either side of it along Highway 21 and a cluster
The female of the species must be deadlier than the male. –Rudyard KiplingJAMILAI asked Steve for the use of his tape, and re-taped Jill’s eyes, camouflaging them with a pair of aviator sunglasses. I like subs to show up in my apartment having no idea where they are, or how they got there; it heightens
Chapter 6 in the journey of my transformation. After accepting my wife’s ultimatum, I start the first day as her slave, and discover what my new life is going to be like. Read the previous chapters to understand how I got to this point.————————————————————————————–I had set my alarm so that I was up in time
This is my first ever story. This story is one where you might dream-dream that it’s happening to you. (Not the abuse part) Enjoy! I grew up in a big house. I had a lot of friends in school, and my grades were acceptable. I never questioned the yelling that happened late at night, when
Daddy and Me. Part OneBy HandymanBluesJuly 22nd, 2022It’s a real scorcher outside. Grandpa is in his rocker, going back and forth. Sweat is pouring off him like a dripping tap.The sound of metal hitting the ground accosts my ears. Our dumb dog Max is at it again, knocking over the garbage can. I sigh, knowing