Note - this is a piece of fiction. The characters are not real. The scenario is purely a fantasy and does not describe any actual relationship. Laurel is not my actual wife. Enjoy! ***** I stood at the altar alone with Rev. Carl, the minister, looking out at the wedding guests. It wasn't a large wedding, still to me it seemed there were a lot of people l...
Charlerion of Pelancir : Princil's Magic Ch. 6 (Part 1) The man who came into the throne room was unknown to her. Some name was given in heavy Grumandrian accent which she did not hear clearly. Her eyes were drawn immediately to the man, who came in accompanied by attendants or followers. He was a strange man, tall, athletic looking, in his late twenties pe...
This Story was kindly edited by tangentjoker. * I own a company, mostly online, that deals with people's fantasies. Most of my clients are older rich women; women that have deep, dark, depraved, sick fantasies. They pay me well for fulfilling their dreams. So well, in fact, that I have an agency of people who help me fulfill their needs. A lot of my clie...
Many thanks go out to Amerks92hockey for editing another of my attempts at getting you eager readers all hot and bothered. Please Comment and please vote... let me know what you think of my story and how I am make it better for next time... Anyways, so I was at work finishing up some end of the day shit after everyone else had gone home for the day. Fo...
Greg sat in his office smiling. He could not believe his luck. The 44 year old electrical contractor had been given the CCTV system by one of his customers. The installation of the cameras was easy. He and one of his electricians had mounted the five cameras up in the various areas of the office and had the entire system up and running in less than two hours...
Deserea looked out the car window feeling slightly dazed. She sat very still trying to keep the tiny gold bells that hung from her necklace, bracelets, anklets and earrings still. Every time she shifted the slight "ching" reminded her of the other bells on the belt that circled her slender hips just above her mons and those that dangled unseen from the silk...
Chapter 23 -- Homecoming Cecilia Sanchez and Maria Elena Rodriguez-Torres quietly stared out through the van's windows as the line of lights in the distance marking the edge of Danube City grew brighter. Within a few minutes individual buildings came into view; then suddenly the vehicle passed the first houses lining the city's edge. The van turned onto a s...
"Come, my sweet. Let me take you to bed. I'm not through with you yet. I've only just begun." Amakiir lifted Callia into his arms, carrying her brutalized body to the bed. Gently he laid her face down and climbed in after her. He began to caress her blood red bottom. Soft, mewling whimpers escaped her parted lips as she felt his hands on her bottom. It stil...
Hey readers! I haven't written in a while, but I've been wanting to try my hand at a perspective story. I've seen a few other writers do it and I love reading them. So after reading this one, make sure you check out Perspective: Hers. As always, feedback and comments are welcome. Thanks for reading!! ***** This was not what I wanted to be doing. Being th...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Every relationship has a honeymoon period, even a relationship as unquestionably unusual as Sofia and I. I'd always thought of myself as unflinchingly straight, a real ladies man. I can tell when another man is handsome, and it doesn't bother me to acknowledge it. I don't have to...