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Willow: My Mother, My Lover As the door to their bedroom was half open, I barged in without pausing. My mother, Rowan, was standing with her back to the room talking into her mobile, her naked body reflected in the mirror of the dressing table. My heart gave a jump. It was like looking at a reflection of my newly found lover and, true to its reaction to that reflection, a reaction acquired over the past week, my cock began to stiffen and grow and thrust against the flimsy confines of my lacy nylon panties and the light summer skirt that I’d exchanged for my jeans on my journey back…

I’d tried hard not to let Stephen push the whole dress up thing, but old habits die hard. He hiked up my skirt as I lay flat in the backseat of his car and pushed into me with little resistance. I loved the way he slid inside of me, the way he caressed my body as we made love and most of all I loved his deep passionate kisses he used to punctuate each full thrust when he was deepest inside. More than anything I loved him and I think that surprised us both. I had certainly never expected to be in love with a man, and he… Stephen pulled…

Finally it was Friday! I tossed my car keys on the kitchen counter in frustration. I just sat through a painstaking 40 minutes of traffic, which always seems to occur when I anxiously wanted to get home. Feeling the dull pain of a headache, I popped two Advils and sorted through my mail. My mind started to wander as I flipped through the Macy’s flyer. It seemed like forever since I felt your touch, but it had only been two days. Imagining how you looked up at me as you slowly traced your finger around my swollen clit caused a wanting, aching feeling to develop in between my thighs. Oh…

(Grateful. That’s the first emotion I feel with all the comments and high votes. Then I feel really warm and fuzzy. Thank you Literotica. You guys are the best! The help with my abhorent math skills, grammer and spelling mistakes is valued more than you guys know. I appreciate those that know vehicular units better than I with the extra help in that area too. All the suggestions and assistance, thank you! Eventually, I will go back and correct the mistakes I made. Probably when this series ends. Which, no worries, all those lovely comments saying they want more: I don’t have any intention on quitting the story of Shawn…

“So how do you feel about this?” Vaishali asked her patient from her comfortable psychologist’s chair. “I don’t know,” came the young woman’s reply seated across from her. “I mean if I really had the answer to that, why would I be here?” Vaishali smiled to herself. It was a classic answer she had heard countless times in her practice. It was often said by patients who weren’t in her office because they didn’t know what they felt, but by patients couldn’t deal with how they felt. “Ok, Anamika, you’re right. Well let’s take a step back, shall we?” Vaishali soothed her patient. “Why don’t you tell me what brought…

Note from author: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Chapter 3 I woke the following morning with a smile on my face as I replayed the night before in my mind. Naturally, as usual I saw that I had taken care of myself and then quickly did a mental plan for the day. I had to clean out the coal shed today in work which was never a pleasant job so needed to make sure that I took spare…

Nicole turned the key in her front door as slowly as possible, cringing as the dead bolt lock clunked into the unlocked position. Pushing gently she leaned in to the door and opened it cautiously, making almost no noise. Seeing only a faint light, she tiptoed to the stairs to head up to her room. “You were out late,” she heard from behind her. “DAMN!” she thought as she turned around. She did her best to remain composed but she was red in the face. Her dad sat in his office chair in front of his computer. Who would have thought he’d still be awake at 2AM? “What are you…

Chapter 2 – Submission After Paul’s acceptance of Linda’s terms the real submission starts and first changes are made. Suddenly she wasn’t stern any longer. She just smiled. But not a happy smile, more like a smile of satisfaction. ‘How long will I be locked in this thing? Where are the keys?’ ‘Well, Initially I planned on keeping you in there for two weeks to start with. However, I decided to give you an extra week for each question that you ask about your chastity. So you’ll be released for the first time in a month.’ ‘That’s not fair. I did not know that a question would give me another…

I always hated Valentine’s Day. No, it’s not because of the fact that I’ve never had a relationship that lasted longer than a month. And it’s not because I don’t believe in ‘true love’; in fact, far from it, I’m actually something of a hopeless romantic myself. No, the reason is because the holiday always seems to bring out the worst in people. I’ve heard a statistic that said men are far more likely to break up with their lovers on, or right before, Valentine’s day. I don’t know if that’s true, but it certainly sounds like it could be. But even if it’s not, people run around acting like…

Several weeks have passed since the first time, my wife is now head of the advertising dept and the money is rolling in, so much so that she told me I would have to give up work and stay home in the future. Sue had decided that it would be my role now to look after the house, clean and generally wait on her, she would become the bread winner. Her new job meant that she worked long hours and some nights didn’t even come home at all, although I knew what she was up to. This week she’d said that the company would be launching a brand new item…