Pt. 1 The Decision I was sitting at my desk looking at the invite to a sex toy party and even though I had a good selection, I was always looking for the next best thing. My friend Lynette had invited me and another friend of hers from work along and we were meeting for something to eat before we went over. I walked into the restaurant and saw Lynette si...
Agent Solo stepped out of a black town car as it pulled up in front of my building. As I stepped outside, Solo grabbed me and pulled me into the lobby, away from the cars view. "What the fuck?" "I'm sorry, I know you don't believe me but I swear I didn't mean for this to happen this way." I tried crossing my arms while I held my bag in my left hand, still...
BETH The soft sound of the alarm in my mobile phone at the bedside table woke me up. It was six AM, and I was feeling like hell. I was hurting bad and my throat seemed to be on fire, I felt that it was closed and I couldn't swallow even my own saliva; I felt feverish and each and every joint in my body was as if it had its own life, such was the intense pai...
CHAPTER SEVEN (Sunday, 21st April 2002) 'Guess what?' said Rita as she came back into the waiting room. 'Alex won't leave his sister's side. You'll have to go one at a time.' 'I'd better go last.' Mother smiled. 'I might have to drag him out by the ear.' The nurse had a put-upon air about her now, doubtless thanks to Alex. Heather followed her through a...
This is my Oscar moment, don't worry though, the music will rush me off quite soon. This story is continued from the first chapter which you really should read to appreciate the story but what the fuck, it's your life, right? (If you haven't read the first chapter, this'll just be an empty, shallow & meaningless fuck, so turn right around & march y...
[Authors Note: The term cunny is prevalent in the anonymous erotic fiction of Edwardian England. It is roughly analogous to the word pussy and is used in this manner. None of my research revealed a similar term that is congruent with the time period of this story, which is late 17th century. If any of my readers know of a less anachronistic term I would grea...
1. Like most online encounters, it started with flirtation and creative writing, at a basic level. Over the weeks, though, it became something more. I felt like my new online domme, Ms. Sabrina, was one of the few who really knew me and the other hidden side of my mind and my life. We began to talk of real life, my recent divorce, the professional career I...
This has been a long story to both research and write for obvious reasons but I would like to think those who have helped with some helpful hints, you know who you are so thank you. It's set in wartime Britain and the only obvious mistake is one of the characters revealing she works for SOE. That was considered a breach of both protocol and national security...
*Disclaimer: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Description of symbols. ' Chapter 1 Professor Huxton marched up and down the aisles, slapping tests down on students' desks as he went. He continued to whine in his high-pitched nasal voice about poor study habits, poor note taking, not following through with th...
"So, Abigail how does it feel to be 19?" her mother asked. "No different than 18, Mom, and thanks for getting me those writing pads for school." "Well, a young lady must be prepared to enter her second year of college. You must plan for when you grow up and enter the world of business." "Mom... really? I told you a million times that I've grown already. I...