"Happy Birthday!" Maribelle opened the adjoining door to the next bedroom. Jeannie gasped. "Oh. My. God. You didn't!" "I did!" Maribelle clapped her hands with excitement while her friend looked in on her birthday present. "Maribelle, I can't believe you, this is so generous, thank you!" On the clean surface of the hotel bed, a naked young man lay face d...
The time had come for another event. I was getting tired of throwing these things -- seemed like the guest list just kept growing and my resources kept shrinking. There were the afterparties, though. Those tended to make everything else worth all the work, money and cleaning. I had already arranged the bouncer, the afterparty list, catering and...other purch...
Nicole's Note: In the real world, playing with fantasies of hypnotic nonconsent requires a foundation of deep trust, as well as things like safewords and aftercare. This is a fantasy—and one in which a lot has been established offscreen. Also, if you're in the US (or anywhere, really), please keep wearing masks and social distancing. Cases are actually begi...
Hello, Readers. I am happy you decided to check out my little story here. This is not my first crack at writing an erotic story, but it is my first time writing one within a world created by someone else - or in this case, created by a great number of someone elses. I've always been a fan of DC Comics - and comics in general - but the Birds of Prey have alw...
I was 26 years old the first time I had anal sex. I was dating V, a conservative, deliberate man with Howdy Doody good looks. V and I were doomed from the start, being polar opposites; but the sex was amazing because...um...we were polar opposites. Life can be so unfair sometimes. One night, V shocked the hell out of me by asking if I wanted to get fucked...
Nicole's Note: In the real world, playing with fantasies of hypnotic nonconsent requires a foundation of deep trust, as well as things like safewords and aftercare. This is a fantasy, as I hope the goblins and witches make clear. ;) Also, if you're reading this in August, please keep wearing masks and social distancing. We don't get to act like the pandemic...
It is getting very difficult for me to concentrate on what I have to do today. I am impatiently waiting for the damn repairman to arrive. He is going to fix my washing machine ... the fucking spin cycle is out of whack or something. I don't have much of a head for mechanical things. I am incredibly horny though ... none of my slaves are available at this ti...
Hello, Readers. I am happy you decided to check out my little story here. This is not my first crack at writing an erotic story, but it is my first time writing one within a world created by someone else - or in this case, created by a great number of someone elses. I've always been a fan of DC Comics - and comics in general - but the Birds of Prey have alw...
Gretel hated goodbyes. Especially goodbyes that lasted a solid week. "Bye-bye, sugar!" cooed the blonde sorority witch, planting a big, sloppy kiss right on Gretel's neck as she snuck up from behind. Gretel whimpered and cried out, the abjuration mage's mind filling with static as his sensitive, silvery magical mark was subjected to a merciless, indulgent m...
1 - The Break Up Sabrina twisted to stick her legs out from under the blankets and sat up upon the hotel room bed, then yanked the covers off of herself. She couldn't sleep. She preferred Paul's bed. It was her first night on her own after a year out in the world, a year she'd spent by his side. Simply by the nature of their relationship they were bound...