Disclaimer: All sexual activity depicted herein is between fictional characters over the age of 18. ~~~~~ It felt like any other Tuesday, when I left for work, kissing my wife Carol goodbye. Work was productive and I actually got my inbox cleared early for a change. Leaving the office at 6 instead of 8 felt like a victory. I wanted to surprise my wife, may...
Katie, Shannon, and Rachel sat at the small table in the corner. They were out for Shannon's 25th birthday. Katie and Rachel wanted to make this a birthday she wouldn't forget. They took her to the biggest and best club in town. Shannon was a very quiet and shy girl. She wasn't much into the "club scene" like Katie and Rachel were. Shannon sat in the very ba...
It's been a couple months since we started smuggling people from my hometown to our tomb. There were various reasons why they went with us. Some were in disbelief that monsters could be living this close by and they just had to see it for themselves. Others were sick of working and close to being tossed aside. Some were old, others broken from labor. But the...
I try to sleep, but my head is swimming with emotions. My body is buzzing with adrenaline. Sleep seems like an impossible task. Eventually, I sit up, deciding to get the heck out of this apartment for a while. It's still early, especially for a Friday night, and I can't think straight knowing that Jeremy is just one thin wall away from me. A year, or even si...
Sex Slave - 3: Saeritaea This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters in this story are at least eighteen years of age. Warning: this chapter contains explicit descriptions of bondage, violence, torture and sex. Please read it at your own discretion. Many thanks to editor Lin Hall for his excellent suggestions. * Keven...
Luckily for me—or maybe a little unluckily—I'd programmed my machine to jerk me back to 'reality' after six hours. The artist Chad had a pretty good life, but I didn't know about retiring there. I fixed the bug, but it gave me an idea. I'd been lucky so far, but jumping into other realities without a clue as to how to get along there was dangerous. The fir...
(It is recommended that you view the previous chapters before reading on. These stories deal with several areas of sexuality that some may find uncomfortable in a bad way. If you wish to read on you do so at your own risk. All characters portrayed in these stories are completely fictional and only exist in my mind and those of my readers.) * It was around...
"My wife would kill me if she knew we were doing this." I smiled. "Yeah, she probably would." Shannon replied as she nibbled on my left earlobe while massaging my aching cock and heavy balls through my khakis. "Of course, it would be completely worth it." I said as lifted her off of the floor by her ass, kissing her passionately as she wrapped her legs aro...
If you want to find out more about Shannon Boyle and her many exploits, she and her buddy Gina feature in many of my stories: How to Be A Good Mentor, Chats in the Stairwell, The Norwegian Made Me Do It, Dylan Gets Luckier... just to name a few. Though, of course, this story stands alone. Enjoy! * * * I was still twitching my new bra into shape as I made...
Note: This story is part of a small volume of stories that I have posted here previously. They will appear with different names as chapters (10 in all). I think these stories stand alone well, but they are meant to be read as part of a larger work entitled "Divorcing Myself From Myself." This chapter, #8, is called "Happy Birthday." It has been posted here...