When Kate and Brad had seen the house, the cellar had been the selling point. When looking around the house they had opened a heavy door and gone down a flight of stairs into a typical looking basement, apart from the fact that just behind the stairs there was a heavy barred door and a few steps behind this door what could only be described as a jail cell. T...
Yo, sup, hey, hola... urrh.... urrrh Konichiwa? -ah shit I can't say that one or I am a Weeb..... um hello and welcome to the Festival, I am the Narrator I guess, I mean, like it isn't my job or anything-well it is but i'm not getting paid but-you fucking get it, I am the Narrator My name? I'm sure you can guess... but during our limitless journey, "Nar...
"Herr Profesor Abercrombie!" The husky female voice didn't startle Ian Abercrombie. It only yanked his mind off the essays he slogged through. He glanced up. Marianne Witmerhaus' casual couture blocked his office door. She hadn't been a surprise, having alerted him weeks earlier of her visit. Ostensibly she traveled to attend "the tennis." Engage in some...
Authors note:This is based on factual events. If not mentioned, all characters that engage in sexual activity are over the age of 18. In this variation of the story, I choose to focus on the main heterosexual coupling, so this will be a plot and character driven romance with a fair amount of erotica throughout; however if your looking for a quick fix, you...
I met her late in my senior year in college. I swear it was an accident, I was just stepping away from the cashier at lunch. Her foot just appeared under mine. I didn't even see her. In fact when I turned around, I didn't see her until I looked down. "I'm sorry sweetie" I said to the little girl. I was sure she was around 13 maybe 14. Probably visiting an...
NOTE: This is a sequel to the story "Love with a Werewolf." It is about sex between a woman and a werewolf, whose human wife is watching and even encouraging and helping them. If anybody thinks they might find this offensive, they should probably stop reading. * Every full moon, since they first got together, Richard and Molly have been reveling in the gr...
Music: Pink [It's my new obsession] Mood: Quixotic August 18th, 2005 So I haven't been able to masturbate for a few days, I've been so busy with work... Three fucking jobs, I've never worked this much in my life. By the time I get home I'm so fucking exhausted I don't know what to do except write in my blog [sporadically, as you see] and then go to bed, o...
I came across two old photos recently, literally & metaphorically, because when I found them, I had to go & get my box of toys & make myself cum while I looked at the photos & reminisced. I went for the full house of nipple clamps, butt plug, vibe & wand. The photos are quite old, not even in digital format (though they're now scanned!)and were taken at a...
Ms. Shellie smiled to herself. Today was going to be a special day for her, and for Mandy, her live in slave. Ms. Shellie remembered when the 19 year old showed up on her doorstep, begging to be allowed to serve her. At first, Ms. Shellie was nervous about accepting the girl into her home, but after seeing the ragged clothes, the genuine pleading in her eyes...
*********Please note that while this story has erotic elements, sex is not the focus of the story. It is, however, one of the sexiest stories I've ever written and I hope you think the same. Thank you for reading!*************** There is a knock on the door. Isn't that always how it starts? A knock on the door. Or how it ends depending on the state of one...