I have a little problem. Well, to be honest, it's more than just a little problem. Some might consider it to be a huge problem. I am addicted to prostitutes. I have been pretty much all of my adult life, since I first walked out of the front gate at Lackland Air Force Base in Texas and saw a pretty young girl sitting on the hood of a car in front of a ma...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Jennifer Lawrence or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Jennifer Lawrence was ready for her Black Mistress. Well, as ready as she would ever be. Her large collection of sex toys was laid out on the table she had drag next to the be...
Everyone has his or her vices. I've got mine and you've got yours. Here are some of mine. My name is Alan Burke. I'm a young Haitian-American man living in southern Massachusetts in New England. I'm not a native of the place but I like it. I'm originally from Haiti but I've been living in America for what seemed like forever. I am especially fond of Quincy,...
I've been trying to write a very short story for some time and I've finally done it, coming in a hair over the 750 word minimum. Not counting this introduction, it clocks in at 752 and it was a real challenge. He didn't catch her name when she mumbled it. It was a small bar; he often stopped there on the way home. There were seldom attractive young women p...
Slow magenta clouds roll over the land of Tourend as a strong breeze whips up dust and scattered leaves from the ground. In a small village along the east coast parents called out for their children to come inside. This was the second storm of this week. The effects of the last storm were barely over. Hell! Eobard is probably still weeping in the loft of The...
This story is for a compilation of many different bdsm adventures. It was formerly known as latex adventures, but as chapters developed they dealt more and more with different aspects of bdsm, and less consistently with latex. Latex still exists as a strong element in many of the chapters, namely because I like to write about characters wearing it. I created...
My wife Jenn likes to shop, so much so that recently I confiscated her credit cards. I have a good job in the city with very generous bonuses, but this last bill took the piss. She was so angry that she threatened to withdraw the only real thing she could, sex. Jenn is a petit woman with an athletic body, small pert breasts and a beautiful arse. Not wantin...
Getting my things together, I find myself daydreaming; my thoughts have been wandering all night. I think I am starting to enjoy this night shift. Especially on your days off, knowing your home; asleep; in that big bed. Oh but you won’t stay asleep baby. Grinning to myself I head out the door and to my car, still thinking and planning. We’ve known each othe...
K’s a deviant. It’s ok though because she’s aware of it. In her 24 years of life she has come to terms with her inner pervert. Sex is an addiction for some people - it was explained to her by several members of the psychiatric profession and the first step to overcoming any addiction is to recognize the problem. The problem, of course, is as complex as K’s i...
This is a true story that has developed over the past 3 years. It is about our experiences with swinging and how it introduced us to open marriage, bi, and inter-racial sex. The party continues. "Ready for some more, sugar-pie?" Anthony said. "Hell yeah!" Suzy turned over on got on her hands and knees presenting her sexy bottom to Anthony. "Get you coco...