[This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities whether it be person, place or thing are entirely coincidental.] (C) Copyright 2009 M Saint NOTE: This story is a combination of two separate stories, to bring characters together. Can you guess which ones? * Winter came, and Dawn was now living with her boyfriend, Rich. They shared a one bedroom apartme...
Dear readers. This story is one I began a while ago and is really where the inspiration for the Two Switches came from. It is a step away from my normal stuff and is more of an emotional slow burn. I want to thank Wax for the excellent proof reading so this story could be a surprise for my usual proof reader. This is for you Sabina, you are my angel. W...
It was a chance she had taken for love. Love. She thought it was love when she swallowed his cum on their wedding night. She doubted it as soon as he laughed at her and refused to touch her afterwards. "Go brush your teeth. I can't kiss you after you've had my boner in your mouth. God. How dumb are you?" She couldn't even remember why she liked him...
Author's notes: long has it been since I have written any short stories. I've been so caught up in my personal life, my website, and work that my motivation to write has been slim to none. Thankfully my wild imagination has had no shortage of ideas, and being the smart cookie that I can be 5% of the time I decided to jot down some of the ideas that I had (th...
Dear Diary: Wednesday Ruminating... just ruminating.... My roomie Julie, and Doris from two doors down both made comments about my dancing today. "Yeah, I am an amazing dancer! You doubt me? Well, I CAN move and I know all the hot steps and tricks... but I love slow dancing the best. Although... I've never done that with a woman.... Ha, ha, ha, I don'...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18* ***** Angela had stopped crying all together at this point. All fight and most of her emotions had drained away from her in the last 36 hours. After failing to free her boyfriend Anthony from Mayor Frank "big" Johnson, she had been captured and under the Enslavement Laws, she was immediately classed as...
Firstly, thank you for your comments on Part 1 of the story! I have taken them into consideration and hope you like the second instalment :-) x ----------------------------------------------- Jenna tried to focus on the predicament she was in, but passion was overwhelming her, passion she didn't even know she had. She was 19 years old, on vacation, her bo...
Inspired by a story I read LONG ago, and decided to try and elaborate upon with some continuing erotic adventures. Dedicated with many thanks to the authors I have read, and the people of past & present (equally lovable and depraved) who have inspired me richly and critiqued me...x * When Danielle moved out to Los Angeles, she was more than a bit dazed at...
Mrs. Washington (#1) Ethan Washington wanted me. I knew because he wouldn’t stop checking me out. Initially when I got the job to work as his personal assistant, he gave me subtle glances which usually lasted a few seconds. Back then, it was as if he feared looking at me for too long -- scared his wife might catch him. You see, Ethan is the powerful son o...
With the refreshing hot water cascading down my body in the shower, I never heard the phone ring. I was standing on the bath mat toweling off, when my cell phone message center alerted me. It was Danielle. "Hey Sara, I'll be home around seven tonight, see you then. Call me if you want me stop at the supermarket and pick something up," Danielle's sensual vo...