The rain had about stopped by the time I guided the Benz into my garage. I tossed my purse and keys on the kitchen counter I immediately headed for the relaxing surrounds of my bedroom and bath. Kicking off my shoes I headed for the bath to start the water, a couple capfuls of my favorite bubble bath instantly started foaming on the surface of the water. I s...
Brittany had been an over-achiever her whole life. She excelled at most things naturally. And those few she didn't excel at naturally, she researched, studied, and worked at until she was the best. The vast majority of the time she succeeded. Brittany never knew her mother, who had died shortly after giving birth to Brittany. She was raised, therefore, by...
I want to thank Valphund, my wonderful editor. He took a piece that I had self edited and found about 700 faults in it. It's his work that made this story readable. I'm constantly rewriting though, it's something I can't stop and the version you get now isn't the version he edited so, --- Yeah. All mistakes you find are my mistakes and mine alone. Vocabula...
*DISCLAIMER* I always like to throw these disclaimers onto stories about celebrities or other real people who are not myself: I in no way speak for these women (or men if men are included in later installments) or reflect their views in any way. For the sake of my erotic parody being somewhat believable I will attempt to mimic these ladies' personas but coul...
The following story includes transgender characters, Domination/submission, and denigrating terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. This is the second chapter in this series and picks up immediately after the first chapter. I recommend that you read Craigslist Cumslut first. In case you decide not to here is a summary....
(As always, these stories are dedicated to my wife Amanda; mere words can't describe how loving and amazing she is.) (Special dedication to Scott, my favorite secret.) (And, thank you, once more, to Goddess of Sunshine for her time, effort, and editing skills. You're as awesome!) * Amanda hugged me tight. "Are you sure you're ok with this? I can go with...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
This story is part of a series that includes two other stories: Fight Test and Victims of the Revolution. The characters are not recurrent, and it can be enjoyed without the other stories. -- Homeless. Jobless. Pregnant. In this city, just another way of saying 'dead.' Corporations ruled the day, moving unchecked across a landscape that grew more arid an...
Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn't that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves -- a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew not...
Please note: I don't normally provide "trigger warnings" or anything for my stories but there are some references within this story to events in a particular character's past that may bother some people. If references to noncon relationships bother you, you may want to skip the first half of this story or just come back for chapter 25. It's not dwelled on in...