Thank you Susurrus for the help editing this monster. ***** Richard Michael Quail, Rich to his family and friends, Mr. Quail to his associates and adversaries, sat quietly at the round high top table beside his sexy, buxom wife and sipped on a fine 18 year old single malt scotch. They were both well dressed: she in an expensive blue designer dress which d...
Nathan paced around the shop for a few minutes while building up the courage to purchase the chastity device. This was his first time inside a sex shop, and he was very uncomfortable. He saw shelves full of different toys, each one exiting his mind with sexual thoughts. He noticed the device he wanted was behind the counter, but in order to seem less awkward...
Author's note: After a near-fatal hard-drive incident I was backing up some old files when I came across this. Somewhat to my surprise, this was abandoned in a nearly-finished state and then forgotten about. I mostly just had to spruce it up a little and give it an edit. I'm not sure that at this point, eight years (!) later, there's anyone looking for a con...
Jake was getting restless. There was no TV or other means of entertainment he could use while waiting for that annoying bastard. He had a mind to just get out of the house, but he didn't want Klaus to chase him down from the first day. There was enough time to observe his surroundings later. For now, he had to admit he was very curious about this insanely ri...
Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
Editor's Note; story contains nonconconsentual situations. I would like to start by saying I am new to writing so I hope you don't judge me too hard on my literary naivety. Nor am I experienced in Bondage or Master Slave relationships. This story is pure fantasy from my part and is about what I find erotic and stimulating. Please bear this in mind when read...
Author's Note: Thank you for reading my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, "Unlikely Love". This is the first part of the story, so check back for updates. Also, please feel free to leave comments or suggestions; I would really appreciate them. Thank you. Tonight was like any other Friday night; paying off the bouncer to accept my fake idea and gr...
David lay on the dishevelled bed exhausted and still sweating after his recent sexual encounter with a man called Raymond. His hole was leaking semen onto the bed sheets. The sheets also gave off the aroma of anal mucus. This did not perturb David as he was deep in thought about the man he had served. He thought there was room for improvement in his sexual i...
Taylor stepped into the apartment. Anticipation hurried his movements as he kicked off his shoes and slipped out of his jacket, then he paused and forced himself to take the time to put them in their proper place. He ran fingers through his blond hair, contemplating whether or not he had enough time to take a shower before Drey showed up. The thought of the...