To my darling John, may this your wildest fantasies never come true. *** Jack Jones entered his office. As he placed a large stack of files down amongst the papers strewn over his desk a single red envelope caught his eye. Picking it up, he held it to his nose and inhaled. Immediately he recognized the fragrance, her favorite. His mind drifted into wicked...
Venice. City of canals. Home to one of the most influential and wealthy merchants in human history, whose investment in the arts had created works that still lit the imagination of the world aflame. A city of beauty and history and... "Jesus Christ, look at the titties on her," I whispered as I leaned against the wall of a building that was part of the U...
As a reminder, this is a continuation of a reprint of a story that I posted in 2015. I was rereading it lately and correcting some of the typos (I'm sure I missed some) when it dawned on me that perhaps I should repost this story (in the original chapter format) for readers today. It's still relevant, well most of it is. I hope you enjoy it. Oh, addition...
Part 3 is going to go a little off track from the previous two parts. I've been asked numerous times for more backstory on Sophie and Amanda, so we're going to go back in time to the day after the events of Meeting Mommy to see how their relationship really began to evolve into the kafkaesque clusterfuck of sexual depravity you're all so fond of. This story...
(The following is a true story. None of the names have been changed to protect the innocent, because, well, let's face it, none of us were all that innocent to begin with!!) * * * * * I never cared if these letters were true or not & I don't care if you believe mine, but here it is anyway: Back in '97 my best friend, my dog, died. He was 2 weeks shy of his...
"You are now ready for the final phase of your membership into the White Vampyres Club. On Saturday March 21st, assuming you pass the last test, the members of the Club will honor you, and you will select your trainer. Be at 734 Elm Street promptly at 7 PM, and as before, eat lightly and dress casually. Continue to take your blue diamond shaped pills every...
Ben Meir, a firefighter so very far from Kansas, tapped his fingers nervously along the padded handrail inside the elevator. Even the Muzak seeping out of the speakers didn't settle his jitters. Attending a fire safety trade show, Ben wasn't concerned about the conference; there was another show he was more interested in. When the elevator's doors opened, h...
Mia Rodriguez walked down the dark streets in her red high heels, black see through fish net stockings, and velvety red dress. For the first jon who catches her on the street, he was fortunate enough to taste and experience her clean, sweetie, goodness. After that first jon, the others didn't get a chance. Still ignorance was bliss and the men were so horny...
I am submissive to my wife, Helen, who is an evil genius. She enjoys experimenting with ways to display my submissiveness to other women for her amusement and to humiliate me. She is extraordinary and I love her completely. Over the past year she has instituted periodic "Share the Wealth" evenings during which I am to seduce a strange woman and then submit t...
My wife Nicole had decided for the second time, in as many years, to take a holiday with her girlfriends without any of the husbands. I thought little of it the first time they went. I can say my wife returned to me rejuvenated and ready to take on the world. She was a force to be reckoned with behind these four walls and with her career. Suddenly, things...