It was hot, the middle of summer in the city and so, I had the window pulled open, the curtain was drawn but he was still there, stood in front of me, naked to the waist, the usual smirk on his face. "You're so predictable." I said, laughing. Aware that deep down I wasn't quite sure what the next step was. I tossed my hair over my shoulder and jabbed him pl...
Here is something I wrote whilst recovering from recent surgery. I hope you like it! Greg twisted his solid six foot frame in his airline seat, putting his feet in the aisle to allow the grey haired lady, to whom he'd given his allocated window seat, to take her fourth trip to the restroom in three hours. Each time, she had managed to trample on his feet...
Author's note: please read the previous chapters to understand my twisted sexy fairy tale. ***** On some sunny days, Cinderella's stepbrothers liked to take their not-so-willing stepsister on a walk, deep in the forest near their farm, and tie her up and fuck her. They liked to tease and torment their submissive little stepsister while fucking her. They wo...
Chapter Three: Hale Baron Hale of Hawkshead, passed the reins of his horse to a waiting groom and, pausing to clap the lad on the shoulder, exited the stable yard in the direction of the Hawkshead Keep. Though it would have encompassed barely a tithe of the immense bulk of Castle Grey—Hale's childhood home—the Keep was still a forbidding structure. The fir...
(This story involves a lot of humiliation of the main character, futa on male action, incest, and other fringe fetishes. If these aren't your thing turn back now. I also wanted to give credit and thanks to the artist Mafen for the above picture which helped inspire this story.) The hall is quiet. You were pretty sure nobody was at home. You creep carefully d...
It was another exciting day of anticipated football games. I was invited to Bob's house to watch the games on his big screen television. Bob's spouse, Carol is always very supportive. She hangs around watching the games with a passive interest and eagerly supplies us with refreshments. Bob likes his women like he likes his television BIG. My only problem wit...
Chapter 3 - Dressed for class There's a sudden noise from the changing rooms. I make out a banging of doors. Steve yanks his thumb out and kicks me onto the shower floor again. 'Come on you horrible lot,' Sir screams from outside the showers. 'What's the hold-up? I've another lesson in 5 minutes. I want you out in 60 seconds. 59, 58, 57...' Sir began count...
The armored detainee transport pulled through the stately front gates, passed high stone walls and meandered through towering topiaries before stopping before the resplendently bright white mansion. The vehicle stopped and two of the Sheriff's men stepped out, one holding a shotgun, just should the need arise. The door in the rear was unlocked and two more g...
All decked out to showcase my voluptuous curves, I'm sitting in an armchair in the presidential suite at Portland's Paramount Hotel, sipping champagne. I check my new Tiffany watch. It's 2:31 pm on September 18. Any moment now. I shift excitedly in my chair. I've been wet ever since I left work early for a "doctor's appointment." With each passing month, I...
Meet Brianna and Xavier... Her neck snapped up from the head of couch as the sound of the door unlocking resounded through her sleepiness. A tall, dark silhouette filled the doorway. Brianna flicked on the lamp next to her on the small mahogany table and a pair of tired grey eyes met hers. "It's after midnight." She said, trying to keep her voice calm and...