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...
Dust. All over, on everything. I take in the clutter of furniture in my great-uncle's attic, sighing as I silently wonder what the hell I am going to do with it all. Nearly every inch of space is taken by sheet-covered antiques in all shapes and sizes. I hear my mom climbing up the stairs; stepping up next to me, she makes a little amused snort as she stare...
Henry 'Rocky' King lived two doors down from me. We had 'bumped' into one another at least three times a day for a year, coming and going mostly from our jobs. We had never actually had more than a casual conversation as we passed each other in the hall or shared a ride in the elevator. Henry, or Rocky as he preferred, was older than me by about 15 years b...
*** "--------------------------" Chapter One: Home Alone with a Statute "--------------------------" Janie was home alone. Her husband was off on another lengthy business trip and she was so horny that at times she could not think straight. She stayed in bed and started rubbing her breasts. It felt so good that it was almost like being with her man on a...
My fuck-buddy Rob has always been fascinated to hear about my time in prison. I told him early on in our hook-ups that life inside hadn't actually been that interesting – that it was mostly mind-splittingly dull and that the sex, such as it was, was brief and infrequent – but he keeps asking about it as if he thinks I'm holding back on telling him all the ju...
I swear to God: Never, ever have I had the slightest romantic interest or felt a physical attraction to a guy in my entire life. My carnal interests were purely heterosexual. Women are shapely and soft; smell nice and are smooth to the touch. Men are rude, crude, and socially unacceptable. Men belch and fart in public without shame; they make inappropria...
Hello, princess. Hello again. I see you are back. That pleases me, sissy. It pleases me that you have come back for more of what only I can give you. The truth only I can give you. And we have come so far together, princess. We have come so far exploring the depths of your sissy feminine mind. And your mind is feminine. Make no mistake about it, princess....
I was in my junior year of college at a large Midwestern university. Even though I had a steady girlfriend at the time and enjoyed off-the-charts sex two-to-three times a week, I increasingly found myself fantasizing about having sex with men. More specifically, how satisfying it would be to go down on another guy and swallow a huge load of cum, or get bent...
Just a reminder that this story contains graphic sex between dominant and submissive categories, although the sex is not completely gay in nature, and there is a degree of humiliation involved. At this point, reading the previous installments would seem to be helpful in understanding the story. ... Paul Lombardo felt empty as he packed up his briefcase be...
"Still hurt, Sequence?" Tulip asked as she helped him wash the next morning. "My arms are ok. My side still hurts a bit. A little tear. I'll be ok." Sequence replied quietly. "You nervous?" Daffodil said. "Can't walk in those shoes. I'll fall, he'll be angry." "Small, high steps." "High?" "Yeah, lift your knees high but keep the steps small." "Ok, I c...