Thanks to 'ausfet', 'anonymous' and all you other guys for your positive feedback; it's the first time I've done anything like this so constructive criticism is good for my morale. Please keep it coming. As I said in my introduction to Rashoman 1 the story is as much to do about how situations are seen from the view points of the participants – this will bec...
Author's Note: This prologue can be enjoyed on its own; it's a stand-alone story with its own lewd twists and turns, written to provide a couple new characters with some much-needed development. Distraction ---- Markus strolled through the large marketplace of Imperia, eyes darting eagerly over the food stalls and street performers as he walked with a...
(This is a long story. It starts a little slow, but stay with it as it soon builds. Chapter 1 is mostly background to help understand Ann's views.) As an auditor in the New England office of a major accounting firm, I am your stereotype of an accountant. I enjoy the orderliness of working with numbers and making sure everything balances. I am also extreme...
Tami came home, drenched to the bone/ frazzled to the limits of her endurance. "What happened?" I asked. She kissed me, completely without thinking of how wet she was, before she answered me. As she started taking her clothes off, leaving a puddle in the entranceway to our Cleveland suburb hone, she told me about her day. "First, they screwed up the copies...
A man who lost a bet must dress as a woman and discovers he likes it. "Pardon me, Madam," said Ed trying to hustle his shopping cart down the aisle by a very large woman. With her carriage blocking one side of the aisle, she was hunched over a shelf with her big ass blocking the other side of the aisle. When the woman turned to move her carriage out of the...
This story is a sequel to Soccer Mom Slave published on 6-26-13. To put this story in context and to better understand the characters I suggest you read that story first. -Kahiltna- Wednesday Brenda had been running errands most of the morning. After dropping the kids at school she went to her aerobics class at the health club. Then it was off the dry...
After my years in the armed forces, I have found a relentless passion for computers and everything there was to know about them. Not that I am even close to the geek down the street, with a body standing 6 feet tall and not an ounce of fat, even at this ripe age of 39. It is in my nature to almost never sit quietly, thus keeping my body in shape at a 90% fit...
Art, part two. Ch. 07 Dr. Heidi shows Art how he can be one of her dolls. The room Heidi led me into was in the front of the house and included an elevator to the garage level. Where the first room is a table top workshop, here the equipment is larger and floor mounted. There's even a small jib hoist above the work table. Heidi said, "I've had some inquiri...
You have asked, my Lord, how Your precious jewel became so knowledgeable in the art of love…as You know, when she came to You, she was not untouched… Hear then, O my Lord, the Tale of the Houri, in which she explains her life before You graced her with Your attentions… My Introduction to Pleasure I was always a precocious child; curious and lively. I grew...
Jane rolled over on to her side and sighed restlessly. God it was hot! Even at two in the morning it was almost stifling in her hotel room. She had been trying to sleep since just after 11pm and hadn't yet managed a wink. With this the last night of her vacation and the prospect of a long, tedious flight back to London tomorrow afternoon -- no, this afternoo...