Good Evening, Boys and Ghouls. Below is my spooktacular entry into this year's Halloween story contest. I've entered it into the interracial category but there are also elements of non-consent/reluctance to it as well as some other stuff. I know that it's a category that not everyone likes and it's a bit of a departure for me but if you give it a chance you...
Jack and his slut drove back to his apartment without talking. When they had parked in the garage, Jack told her to get out and get her dress on. She stepped out of the SUV and opened the back seat. She couldn't see her dress in the back. "Ummm, master? I don't see my dress in the back seat." "That's because I have in my hands." Jack had stepped out and al...
My wife, Shelly, loves her phone. It seems that she lives solely to talk, chat, and message on it at every idle moment. She takes it with her everywhere, to the bathroom, to do laundry, bringing groceries in from the car, everywhere. This would not be uncommon for a seventeen year old girl, but for my forty year old wife it is a bit atypical. I never reall...
Rob and I were attending another swinger's party. This one was in a fantastic apartment overlooking Bondi beach, probably Sydney's, and Australia's for that matter, most famous beach. The apartment belonged to friends of Alan & Anne, a New Zealand couple we'd met the summer before at a nudist retreat, and had stayed swinging friends with. The owners, Donna...
(See Calandria for part 1) * Two days had passed since the morning when my Master took Teresa into bed with us. The evening after, he whipped me again, harder, if anything, than the first time, and made Teresa watch. She cried for me, but knew also that it was just what I wanted. That night he made love to me alone, with wonderful tenderness, before announ...
Hard-to-find porn: A Discovery of Rare Old Porno Which Was Then Lost I have a taste for the classics and for rarities. I frequent rummage sales and antique stores to look for valuable and beautiful artsy stuff as well as rare works of adventure fiction. I have found very cool stuff, including old 1960's and 1970's paperback novels and pulp fiction like the...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam -- Twenty Three Men and a Priestess. The village had no need for a police force or constabulary since violence like this was unheard of in this village. When things out of the ordinary like this did happen it fell to the Chief, the Alpha, and the Monk to sort everything out. It did not take long for this trio to be assembled around me...
This is a story that a friend wrote then asked me to review and submit for him as he is afraid he might be discovered. I ended up adding a fair amount to it as well as editing, so I guess you could say it was a joint effort and we are co-authors. ***** I'd had my suspicions for a while. The idea of my wife spending time with another man gnawed away at me m...
I was sitting at my desk when I heard the familiar tap tap on my cubical wall. Not having a door means you make do with whatever approximation you can. "Mark, I need you to go to Japan for me," my manager said. I looked up from my monitor. I had been engrossed in a riveting and fascinating technology brief (not!), and welcomed the interruption. Even so, th...
CHAPTER FOUR: INVESTIGATIONS Holly was wrapping herself in a fluffy, cream towel after a long, pampering soak in her jacuzzi bath when her cell phone rang. From the tune, she knew this was the second of her phones and the one that only rang on specific occasions. As was her routine, she allowed it to ring and then waited to see if the caller left a message....