This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 9 – Not everything on sale is a bargain. The sun has been up for a couple of hours now and even though the trees offe...
We proudly present the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. * Erotica is wonderful. The only genre of literature with the potential to produce a directly observable physical change in the reader. I...
This goes without saying, but this story is a work of fantasy. Consent is sexy. * I don't remember how I got here. All I remember was meeting two guys at the bar, they bought me a shot, and then... things went dark. Did they drug me? All I could say for certain was that I now I had a bag over my head and my arms attached to a metal rod at the head of the b...
Before bed and after an evening spent in mostly worthless reflection only half-interrupted by a trip to the gym and the resulting takeout meal, I made a promise to myself. I would never pressure Mikey. Whether out of fear or discretion, or some measure of both, he had arrested our quickly intensifying moment together. He'd done it with poise and certainty. H...
1 As he looked around the room he knew it was a fantastic idea. Moving back to Hampshire was like reading an old story book that was found in a box in an attic from when he was a boy. The house was huge with six bedrooms. Being his parent's old house he once lived with his two younger brothers and one older sister. 'I need room for my piano' he thought as...
At noon Bruce was on duty as Nathan passed the reception desk, carrying the bag of groceries, en route to his room. "Got locked in a grocery store overnight?" he called out, grinning because he knew from the night clerk that Nathan hadn't used his room that night. Curiosity had moved him to check downstairs to find out if he'd been fucking in one of the Bou...
The characters in this story are fictional although the inspiration came from real conversations. Please always practice safe sex. Feedback on the story is always appreciated. 2017 Panamacock ***** Ethan stood by his military pickup, which was parked behind the small storage building; partially hidden from sight. He was waiting to catch any soldier tryin...
"What is this shit?" Bernie Wasserman grabbed up tabloids in both fists and threw them across his desk at his client, who sat slouched and defiant in a club chair on the other side of the big mahogany desk. "Those stories are exaggerated. I didn't know she was a man." "Good god, Danny," Wasserman continued to bluster. "You are playing parts of a sixteen-ye...
You wait for me in the darkened room, leather encasing your wrists, my blindfold over your eyes, your knees aching from bearing your weight on the bare floor. I wonder sometimes what you think, bound as you are, preparing to give everything to me. Why must you do it? What is it about abasing yourself that brings you such contentment? I take a breath, then...
I lay on my blankets wondering why what happened did. What kind of a slut am I? Here I am with cum dripping out of my ass and a belly full of it. How did I come to this? I am not queer. I am straight...aren't I? You decide. It all started about a month ago. I was in an arcade and met this guy playing one of the games. We got to talking and I mentioned that...