Usual disclaimers, though if you are already browsing stories on this site, you must have an idea what you're getting into by now. ;-) This story contains Male/Male sex, Male/Female sex and Dominant/Submissive themes, so if this is a problem . . . wave off! This story is fictional story based on a fantasy of mine. I hope you enjoy it and feel free to send...
Once, long ago, I got fed up with the way femdom, forced transgender, and loving wife stories with BDSM basis ended; they had grown very predictable. In fact, a few authors had posted short lists of vignettes which, unintentionally, encompassed all of the common endings which I had grown to abhor. My own list, a response to the predictability of those storie...
I found her in the back alley behind my store. She was bruised and battered and just this side of unconscious. I rushed over to her, barely making out in the darkness the bruises that puffed her face. She was covered in debris from my refuse container. Someone had taken the time to spew garbage from my bin all over her. A message? Or just a final insult to...
It was a busy Monday morning, and the long line of weary faces at Costa proved the point. Aidan waited patiently, going through his emails on his Blackberry as he stood in line. Realizing that the queue was being held up longer than usual, he looked up from his phone to see a blonde woman in a suit, sheepishly rummaging through her bag for some loose change....
Summary: Murphy's Law strikes with a vengeance when a woman decides to seduce her burly Russian dryer repairman. But just because everything is going wrong doesn't mean that it isn't going right. Entered in Devil Duck's VERY VANILLA contest on Hentai Foundry. (M/F, seriously vanilla) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Acknowledgment: Many thanks to MsK...
I have edited the story to correct the typos and other mistakes. ____________________________________________ Chapter 1: Kayla James and I met when we were four years old. He and his mom moved in next door; and they were invited over for a play date. My twin sister, Kylie, took one look at him and said, "ew, boy", and went to our room. He and I got along...
Chapter 4: A Different Kind of Stan I didn't wait to get started. I e-mailed each and every contact I had with a formal announcement that Copely Services was in business. I attached a copy of my rates, mirroring Dave Thomas', as well as my experience history and my new business phone number. I had subscribed to a new cell phone plan which gave me a bulk rat...
CHAPTER ONE (Present Day) Marie ran out from under the palm trees and looked up thinking she heard the sound of an airplane in the distance. Moving her hand up to shield her eyes from the tropical sun her long armpit hair fluttered in the gentle breeze. Her tone and naked body tensed trying desperately to hear what she hoped would be their rescuer. It had...
I was on the phone with my assistant director planning the shooting for coming Monday when Amisha walked into my home-office, to show me how she had dressed. We were going to a party tonight and I was taking her with me. I had given her the liberty to choose her own dress but of course she had to have it approved before we could go out. I liked her choice...
Author's Note: Thank you all for your patience and your wonderful and kind comments. They truly make my day. A special thank you to the anonymous e-mail commenter who took the time to explain the biology of hybridization to me. I admit, I'm not a science person and that gave me a good way to think about it. I hope you all continue to enjoy! psyche b. 19....