QUIET TANK! So in the last few months you have been playing a little less with me than what you are used to, or should I say you are not fucking me as much as you would like. This is partly because of my new job which brings some longer hours but more time off spent at home, especially over weekends. It is taking some time to adjust to the new schedule whic...
"It was the best of times it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom the age of foolishness. In his opening words the author Dickens conveys his belief in the possibility of resurrection and transformation, both on a personal level and a societal level. One must overcome the conflict of family and love, hatred and oppression, light and darkness and...
Story nine: Tif Fucks Sten and Two of His Friends This is the ninth independent story of our teenage whore Tiffany "Tif". This story accompanies the Katherine "Kat" storyline. The timing of this event aligns with the first night of Module Two Chapter Six in the Kat series. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, s...
In this instalment, I reveal more about Rob's background and how I came to appreciate that when making love, it is sometimes better to give than to receive. ********* In Part 1, I tell how my classmate Megan first introduced me to her brother Rob. Megan was part of my "social circle" of second year meds students, but I had never really spent any time with...
It was one of those summers where each day seemed hotter and more humid than the one before, and even the thunderstorms that inevitably came each afternoon did nothing to relieve the oppressive weather. Brian really couldn't stand the heat, and hated the humidity even more. He was home bumming around for the summer after his freshman year of college, having...
The forest was as quiet as a nighttime marsh that had just witnessed a murder. Nevyn finished putting on his blue jay mask, trying to stay calm. The voice had come from just behind him, and not far off at all. A complaint about the mask, which almost made him smile. The dryad had gotten the drop on him, and she'd used it to object to him covering his face....
The camp counselor uniform piqued her interest. Jessica had stopped for gas along a lonely road, and decided to enter the convenience store to get food for the last leg of her journey after filling up. She spotted him immediately upon entering. She hadn't ever seen shorts that short or tight, at least on a man. The knee high, striped socks and running shoes...
The worst part of my job is the waiting. You have to be patient to be a detective since things cannot be rushed. Stakeouts are a classic example. Another example is waiting for somebody to come through your door to ask for your services. "Come through your door" is of course a metaphor for any manner of inquiries: website inquiries, email, text, Facebook, wh...
[This story stands alone, though it fits into the bigger 'Out of the Closet' story. It was planned as Chapter 5, but my muse has been badgering me for months to release it sooner. I learned my lesson and will obey. She's stopped me from writing before when I didn't listen. It fits in the time line about 16 weeks after Out of the Closet, ch 1.] * In his mot...
Disclaimer: Although this isn't a BDSM story in the strictest sense, it does include graphic depictions of such content, particularly female domination and fetish. If such content is disturbing to you, then you might not want to proceed. ***** -1- Alexandr Krivstov stared out from his balcony as the setting sun turned the sky a brilliant shade of orange....