'Best of times; worst of times', it was Charles Dickens who started off his epic tale of 'A Tale of Two Cities' with that phrase and I have often thought that should my life be written about then those few words would neatly sum up my biography. However, given my life is not yet done, such thoughts maybe a little premature and there might well be a happy e...
Trent and Chuck were best friends since grade school. They were always looking for beautiful girls at College State and since they were both very muscular and well-hung and independently wealthy they had no problem in that department. But Chuck had never met Trent's mom before so when I first saw Mrs. Smithson I couldn't believe my eyes! Though she was older...
The gent had spent the previous night on a BDSM site whose presentation was purposeful and crude, a blocky and forbidding combination of red lettering and black backdrop with a hint of gothic effect. He couldn't recollect doing so with any clarity and was surprised at how functional and productive he had been. The gent looked at the profile he had set up for...
**Chapter 4. Navigating the Next Step The next day I awoke and had to go to the mirror to confirm if my ass was red or if this was all really a dream. However I had actually had my first FemDom experience and my head was racing. The encounter with Mistress Veronica was so vivid I could recall every step that occurred last night. I wasn't sure what my next m...
The department of Inter-dimensional cryptids, kabbals and spells is a secret, international organisation dedicated to the management of magical artifacts and prophesies. The securing containing and protection of them if you will. The agents of this department are extremely overworked, due to the nature of the job they only get one day off a year. Most agents...
Stan Greenburg -- retired billionaire -- peered over his glasses at the fat, snaggle-toothed grandma sitting across the table. She's not as old as she looks, he thought. Probably only in her forties. She reeked of stale tobacco smoke. "What's your name?" he asked. "Marsha McCoy." "And you want to be a housekeeper?" "Yup." "This is a pretty big hous...
Ellie couldn't wait to tell Linda. David had made-out with her. The cutest guy in her Human Biology class, the guy with the great sense of humor and those piercing steel-grey eyes, had made-out with her! It was all so sudden and out-of-the-blue. They got together at the library to study for an upcoming exam. By the time they called it quits, it was late an...
Prior to meeting Stephen Aumont, Helene Tremblay would have never entertained the idea of dating a black man. Most of the ones she knew at Algonquin College liked to act like thugs, thinking such behavior impresses women, and she didn't like that at all. Helene's reservations about dating the young black men that she saw at her school were well-founded. Of c...
I have written most of my stories with a heavy fetish angle. In this story I concentrate more on the Mature BBW genre. I hope this story appeals to more readers than my past stories. I write for the audience. Please leave me a score and comments after you read this short story. ***** My name is Darrell and I am a 22 year old sexually inexperienced man. I a...
Editor's Note: this is an extreme toilet fetish story. Reader discretion is advised. * By Amara-Rau-Story And HungryGuy * For the last five years, Celina had tried every method she knew to try and make her fantasies come true. She posted adult personal ads on Craig's List, Collar Me and Fet Life, advertising herself as a trample slut, and answered as...