Author's note: Desperate Measures is an anthology consisting of stories related by theme, rather than by character, chronology, or storyline. Accordingly, they can be read in any order, as each installment is a stand-alone entry. * * * Elizabeth Simmons was on the verge of surrendering to despair when The Entertainment and Technology Group, Inc., offered...
*A story for/about a friend, hope I do your history justice* *This is my retelling of an online friend's experience. The names and places have been changed to protect the guilty, and one or two embellishments have been thrown in. It is sexual in places, not as much in others. Not sure if I mean this to get people off solely, as I do intend with most of my o...
Chapter 8 Moving On Valerie slowly rose out of sleep, conscious of only her lover lying next to her, their arms draped across each other. She shifted a bit and winced as the welts from the caning throbbed at being stretched. Valerie smiled and moved again, anxious to feel the evidence of having been reclaimed by her Master. The pain in her ass was matched...
INTAKE They wheeled her into Dr. Sugismund Spivey's consulting room on a gurney. She was strapped down by not one, but count 'em, three straightjackets. At Spivey's request, she was further wrapped in gauze to resemble an Egyptian mummy Yet, even this triple wrap could not attenuate the erotic magnificence of Rhonda McMurphy's double-H hooters. Rhonda was w...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are fictitious and over the age of eighteen. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * * * * An attractive, plus-sized, African-American woman walks onto the stage. The clacking of her high heeled pumps is drowned out by the applause rising from the audience. She flashes h...
The wrong person is invited to a sex club. An April Fools contest submission. All characters are over eighteen. Enjoy. ^^^Day 1^^^ "Am I a horrible person?" Meg asked as she flopped on the sofa in the family room. It was late in the evening. She snuggled up to her husband, Zane, and pressed her soft braless breasts against his bicep. Not being a dullar...
Hi folks, This is my third story, and this time I tried to change a little bit the genre, moving from lesbian seduction to interracial sex, but maintaining big tits and cheating situations as central elements for a slow seduction building-up. I hope I didn't offend anyone, and if the story contains any racist comments, it wasn't my intention. They're jus...
Jennifer and David were in their late 30's, very late 30's, actually maybe crossing into their 40's. They never had children. Each of them had a serious routine of fitness and appreciated each other's efforts. Her size 6, D cup frame got attention whenever she was out. It was topped off with very shiny shoulder length brunette locks and emerald green eyes. D...
This is a major rewrite of the first published (4500 word) version. It has so much added content that I consider it a new story. Very special thanks to AwkwardMD for her critical evisceration of the first version of this story. Jennifer owes her life to Doc Awk as much as she does to me. This story is a prequel to "A Visit From the Sex Goddess". I created...
I looked up from the computer and stared at the wall. My job sucks. I have been doing the same thing for twenty years. For the last ten, I have been bored out of my mind. Somehow I managed to lessen my workload to the point where I almost felt guilty accepting my paycheck. My lunch hour has stretched into two and I have a tendency to leave early on many occa...