I’ve been using posts I stumble across online as inspiration, and this one was based on a short about introducing a new House Rule while the Dom has his cock in his sub’s mouth, while she is looking up into his eyes, to ensure her undivided attention. This is what that brought to mind:”Come here
As the morning sun shone through the window of our tent, I was roused from my sleep. I had slept the night before flat on my stomach, lying wrapped in blankets on the hard ground. I wasn’t in my usual sleeping bag because Amber and I brought a visitor with us on this camping trip.
Joe pushed through the rotating glass doors and into the main reception area for the Illinois State Department of Medicine and sighed in relief as the cool air washed over her after the muggy, hundred degree heat of a Midwestern summer. The air was almost to cool for the tank top, athletic shorts and flip
The sun shining through the small dorm window had Brad rubbing his eyes far sooner than he would have liked. He had forgotten to close the curtains before he jumped into bed earlier the night before, and now it was too late, he was awake. He raised his right arm above his head until he
Such is the nature of a memory, that it shifts even as you look at it. Hence this story is full of tense issues, queries about whether things happened in that moment, that way. Sometimes the sentences are moments in themselves, with loose anchors to the timeline. Often the tenses jump, somehow some memories are
The WinePanda told me to bring some red wine today.I wasn’t quite sure want to make of it, as is normal during these surreptitious Telegram conversations. I was also told that there would be a new lady. I put the two and two together that the red wine was going to help put the new
But I must backtrack my story a bit. I am only writing about my sexual encounters in this diary but obviously there was a lot of other stuff going on. School for one thing. We were all good students and did well in our classes and that takes time. But also obviously I have not
QUESTION: So, you are Maggie — the author of many sex stories on Literotica?MAGGIE: Guilty as charged. Ha!QUESTION: Your stories portray a shy girl who grew up in Kansas and later became a world traveler and sexually loose and free. Are your stories autobiographical?MAGGIE: Yes, much of the material in my stories is autobiographical.. I
This story is dedicated to all the Polly’s I’ve known and wish I’d known.–The late afternoon sunlight still shone on the treetops as we began climbing the wooden stairs of the old forestry service fire tower. When we got above the nearby pines and oaks, the horizon opened up around us. It was one of
MACI slept the sleep of the just or perhaps the fucked. However you look at it I slept well and woke up feeling more content than ever before. I quietly crept to the ensuite, had a wee and looked at my reflection in the full length mirror. Shocked hardly describes my reaction.My hair, my crowning
This is the first time I’ve ever tried writing something like this so be gentle and I hope you enjoy!***Daisy had spent two years in college barely getting a crush on anyone, but that changed the minute she saw Caitlin in her lecture. The most gorgeous ginger she had ever seen, Daisy was absolutely smitten
I’m rushing to get home, knowing You will be calling soon. Work ran late and I’m afraid I wont make it home on time. The phone is ringing as I walk through the door. I glance at the clock and notice I’m fifteen minutes late. I’m hoping you are too as I grab the cordless
PART 6″Acceptance””Xander!” yelled Eric.”Wad? Wad did I biss?” I said, sitting bolt upright.This was obviously a mistake. As soon as I sat up, my nose started gushing blood at an alarming rate.”Oly shid! Wad appened do be?” I asked, frantically.”I think you broke your nose.” said Eric.”I know id’s bwoken you dubby! But ow did
Beth strolled along the racks of clothes, trying to keep her face impassive. Struggling, with all her strength, to hide her secret.It started with a simple text.——-“I’m thinking of you,” it read, “and I want you.””God,” she replied. “Me too. You have no idea. I’m just about to go out shopping for the afternoon.””I think
Hi, Roger here, to relate a discussion and its aftermath that veered mightily from the topic.A couple of years ago, my wife Karen and I invited friends Sandy and her husband Jim over to our place for dinner and drinks. Karen Sandy are best friends, having met and bonded as spouses at a corporate function
HORNMANJI: Part 3As we all remember we left our couples trapped in the house but also trapped on the board, unable to move. What gives, man? Well all the answers are here now in the next scintillating chapter of our latest sprawling saga.WOULD ALL THE PLAYERS PLEASE STAND UP.The Dice remained stationary, locked in place
So for the next week or so I wore a chastity cage. I hated it. Everything about it. I hated how it felt all day and night. Nighttime was the worst, since normal nocturnal erections couldn’t happen (which worried me), and sleeping was difficult. I woke up angry and tired every morning. But the absolute
Lucy now notices something else about David’s body that stirs her curiosity.”David,” she interrogates, “Why don’t you have any pubic hair?”David looks again to Mistress pleadingly.Mistress renews her smile staring a hole through him and decides it will be more fun to answer this question herself.”I’ll field this one, Ms. Lucy…. You see- I prefer
Cathy’s car had tinted windows, so no-one could see me in the back. Just as well. My long black dress had only shoulder straps, and my shoulders and arms were naked. My neck collar, proudly proclaiming my slut status, was therefore very visible. My butt plug was in my ass, pressuring gently on my sensitive
I’m a blonde haired, brown eyed married mother of two, five-seven, with a 36C-24-38 figure, an empty nester.My husband is six-two, with dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and heavily muscled tipping the scales around 230lbs.We’ve had an open marriage for almost eighteen years, both of us thoroughly enjoying ourselves.My husband after thirty-one years as a