Among other things this story has elements of some fetishes, mostly breast and hair. *** The girl who was standing at the sink looking out through the window at the moonlit backyard didn't seem to be aware of my presence, and that gave me a chance to do what I had spent much of the night doing earlier, which was staring at her. The girl, who I never met u...
Tommy was tapping his foot impatiently, waiting for Commissioner Gordon to finally get to the point. 'Today's supposed to be my day off,' He was thinking. Tommy was bruised and tired, desperately in need of some time off. He hadn't figured out what Luthor was up to yet and he never did find out where Mad Hatter had run off to, but he didn't particularly car...
Let's suppose you have a very pretty woman as your wife. Let's also suppose that you are a very jealous and possessive young man. Let's further suppose that your young wife has been acting strangely since you moved into the new apartment complex on the far side of town. Disappeared for a week, left a note saying she was at her mother's. (She wasn't, you'd ch...
Unfortunately, the beginning of this story has been lost. G is my slave and we are playing out a role play. She is applying for a job with the publisher of a porn magazine (Tribald) and has passed the interview stage. D is is my previous slave and now a Mistress. P is her slave. D and myself are dressed in white bathrobes as G and P return from their break...
# This may or may not be my last ever erotic story. Although my circumstances have changed for the better I have finally run out of ideas; apart from a possible part III to this story! # Love from Amy XX * The days after our night at the Swingers Club were weird; Connie and I didn't talk about what had happened until the Tuesday night after we'd fucked and...
"Ugh!" I cried out as I threw my phone down at the table. "Why can't he just leave me alone?" Paige rolled her eyes and grabbed up the offending device and read the text message aloud. "'I need you back baby. I wanna fuck you so bad!'? Seriously? Does the douche even think that'll work?" I grimaced as I pressed the straw of my iced tea to my lips as though...
Sara: Would you like to play a game tonight? Thomas" Sara felt a wave of excitement as she studied the words that appeared on her computer screen. A game? What sort of game did Thomas have in mind, she wondered? She leaned back in her chair, her coffee now unnoticed on the desk next to the keyboard. Had things turned suddenly sexual between her and the m...
Eric Jones hated the city he lived in. He loved his job, working with people with mental disabilities, but that was the only thing he loved about Memphis. He just never seemed to fit in. It had nothing to do with his looks. Being that he is 6'8, weighing 265 pounds of solid muscle, with a dark chocolate complexion, and eyes to match. The fact was that most p...
Author's Note: This narrative includes themes of interracial and cuckold nature. If these themes are not suited to your tastes, I suggest you read another fine work. If these topics interest you, please read on and I'd love your feedback. If these themes rustle your jimmies and you choose to read it anyway, well... I hope they're rustled in a good way. ****...
"James? Are you here to save me?" Sophia Ridge was doing her best to comprehend her dreams. Wondering for a moment if the food the Ganthorian female Harpea gave her was laced with some hallucinogenic. The singing in her mind from a lone Tyrant Tear cell kept her calm. "No Sophia. You are here to save me." "How can I save you? You're five miles upstairs."...