This story takes place in a journaly format, something I've been meaning to try but hadn't come up. Until now! I hope y'all enjoy, and let me know if you liked it! As for content, there's some non-consenty stuff but it's all pretty magical. Who doesn't wanna be groped for wearing skimpy armour, anyways? ********************* Aurochs 7th, 309 NC The last...
As she stood on the platform, waiting for the underground commuter train to arrive, Kate surveyed the crowd forming around her. The number of passengers did not appear excessive today, and she silently let out a sigh of relief to herself. Kate rode the train to and from work nearly every day. Most of her journey was usually fairy comfortable, but the eveni...
XLI A well elaborated delusion In the hall there was a fairly tense stand-off in progress. Wendy, hearing the whistle and grateful for any interruption, pulled the phone from her pocket. "Excuse me a moment, please, Dr Stone," she said, but the courtesy of these words was belied by the determined way she stood her ground and the fierce glare that wordlessl...
I had traveled to the Big City for a job and I had just boarded the subway car on my to my first full day of work. As expected at that hour of the morning there was no place to sit and only a few places for me to stand. I looked for an unoccupied strap but there were none. I joined a lady at a pole and managed to hold on as the car lurched forward. I nodde...
Like most truly kinky sex acts, it happened gradually. For the past few months, Selina had been carrying on a totally inappropriate relationship with her boss when she became his personal assistant and they were both single. What made this relationship especially taboo, above everything else, was the powerful submissive streak within Selina, and Mr. Hamilto...
For my muse... Where do we begin tales of the unbelievable? In the beginning, with the believable, I suppose. He met her on the Internet, the preferred communication of the new world, connecting all corners of the planet, all manners of being. They had a lot in common and shared a juvenile, silly and depraved a sense of humor. They both liked similar book...
I would like to thank angel love for her editing skill to make this an easier story on the eyes. She's really helped me by editing this and my other three stories. I guess you could say she's my editing ANGEL. * It started out as a typical Tuesday. I am fortunate to own a successful insurance agency so when my wife passed away the better part of ten years...
When we first kissed, I understood immediately that intimacy was a possibility for us. Oh my! What a soft and oh-so-kissable mouth. Tongue-to-tongue, French style, as we used to call it when we were in high school. I liked touching your face with my hands, and wondered if your hands were going to explore my body. But no, you indicated that we needed to talk....
Author's Note: This story tells what happened that night, in "Paul's Little Game Ch. 01", through Todd's experience. * For a local cover band, they had quite a following. Fans checked in each week to see if pictures from the last show might be posted yet. The guitar player, among my best of friends, asked if I could take pictures for them again this weeken...
At forty years old, Steve Archer thought of himself as being over the hill. This was not entirely incorrect because he had run into a series of setbacks, such as losing his job and getting dumped by his wife and his future was far from bright. He had found another job, working for a gardening contractor and tending to some of the big estates near where he us...