Steam | Chapter Two | Departures Snow drifted in fat flakes from the sky, gathering into soft, cold piles that they marched through in lines. A geomagus led the procession slowly through the hip high drifts, holding his metal gloved hand out before him to feel for fissures beneath the endless field of white. The falling powder built up atop the shoulde...
I had no idea where this was going when I started. I was thinking stroke, added some fetish elements that I know very little about and then tried to make it all work in the end. "Fred, this neighborhood has got to have the cutest teenage baby sitting corps in the whole state!" The two friends were chatting on the periphery of the typical neighborhood pool...
This story is inspired by a real event. A couple split up, but they had this elaborate trip booked. The man didn't want to give up the reservations for the fantastic voyage they had planned, so he posted an online ad looking for women who shared his ex-girlfriend's name and a valid Canadian passport. Several women answered; one was selected to join him on hi...
Nights one through five of this series have been previously posted on this site. Night six of domination week was a Saturday, and James and Sarah slept in. They woke around 10:00 and had a leisurely breakfast, sitting silently across from each other chewing bagels and sipping orange juice. They didn't talk about the previous evening's adventure. The only re...
Emma put the car in gear and slipped Lynyrd Skynyrd into the CD player. I slumped against the door letting the strains of southern rock soothe my sated body as the gloriously memories of the last two hours bombarded my brain. The music was smooth and laid back and just what I needed. Man, what a fucking trip Sappho's had been. Wow, there were so many unbelie...
We've lived next to each other, raised our kids together, and have been best friends since, what...the better part of sixteen, maybe seventeen years; yeah, closer to seventeen. Janet and I built our house when Denise was still in diapers. Anyway, Bill and Lisa are either always at our house, or Janet and I are over at their house, or we are all together at t...
The girl before Devin Furiso slid down to her knees with a strange grace, her light blue eyes staring up at his handsome face. Her lips curled upward in a wanting smile, and Devin couldn't help but smile back. He leaned back against the rest room stall as her delicate hand unzipped his fly. He could almost laugh at the situation, but he thought that might b...
This is a story in a series. Kass is the adventuress in most of them. Please enjoy the story. I love comments so please leave them. Remember this is a story for fun, not reality. Indulge me and the ladies I write for. Indulge yourselves. Thanks for reading my efforts Kass was having breakfast in the House of Dreams the day after the Glory Hole adventure...
The evening of April Fool's Sweat poured from Marcus' brow; the hot and sticky kind you feel in sub-tropical rain forests. But Marcus was not in the Amazon or Congo. Marcus was enjoying an April evening; on a lake; in Austin Texas; temperature about 63 degrees. Or at least he had been enjoying it. The spring wind blew and caressed Marcus' skin with the pro...
This is the final installation of Cassandra's business trip. This part is longer than the other ones. There was no logical point to break this one into two separate parts without disrupting the flow of the story. Hope you have enjoyed this series. This story was written seven years ago so it has been sometime since I have written. I will continue to write ab...