People always tell you to be yourself. And you should. But not for the sentimental reasons you see splashed across some nymphette's Instagram feed. No, you need to live your life your way because whatever life you live, you have to live it. Whatever fallout comes from the actions you take, you have to deal with them. If you let other people make your decisio...
Author's note: As absurd as the concept of a hucow is, I tried to take it quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow and her owner, in search of what this admittedly strange fetish means, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musings of a young girl who chooses t...
Seduction isn't about making someone do what they don't want to do. Seduction is enticing someone into doing what they already secretly desire to do, what they eagerly crave to do in the deep and hidden recesses of their own subconscious. There is nothing more exciting than seeing a true seductress embrace her sexual power being playful, flirtatious, inqui...
Warning: I'm told I use too many words, so don't expect a short jerkoff story. I tried being brief in another tale and lost the plot, so will stick to my own style. Let the story tell itself and be as brief or as long as it needs to be. You have been warned. Incest is there but I tried to keep it secondary (and quick) to the story. If you like this story,...
(For readers outside Australia, a few notes: University = College. Colleges are the residential halls attached to Universities. Uni usually begins around the beginning of March. Mobile = Cell Phone. Summer begins on December 1. Chips = potato crisps, unless they are hot and then they = French Fries. Bathers have different names even in Australia = togs = swi...
I made a horrendous error in the first chapter and I apologise wholeheartedly. I forgot to add credits to Charlie who helped me with editing. Thanks Charlie you are a star. My life was now in tatters, my marriage and everything I had worked for had evaporated, disappeared up in smoke. I was a grumpy sour bastard, I snapped at everyone and I knew I was hard...
This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as do the characters in this story. The Heartland Bank referred to in this story is completely fictitious. Any similarities between any character in this...
Thanks, Tigerssman for helping me with this story. *** The war was now entering its eighth year since I have last seen you. Everyone except CPO Hope had put their twenty years in. Fleet admiral Lee was now stateside, having just one goal left she needed to do before she left the Navy, to give Cadet Hope, Maria's daughter, her commission. Doc, CPO Hope, Adm...
There's a film called Love in the Time of Cholera. This isn't it. This is my CoronaVirus effort. Sometimes, when you're in pain, your mouth runs away with you. And there are few clear answers. It was the day the music died. "Okay, baby. I'm going to have to go. That morning shift is killing me -- and I have to be up at half five." I looked mournfully at t...
Chapter 1 - An Offgrid Rendezvous Brian reached to the top shelf for the box of pancake mix. Marilyn admired the muscles stretched before her. They were both still hot and sweaty from a five mile trail run. He had brought her here to his off the grid family cabin for a meeting on a joint project they were planning. Her thoughts were not on the project bu...