Chapter2 Who They Are The man that claimed he was Jor El allowed Carmen to take the podium with an amused smile on his face. She gently swatted his butt before saying, "His real name is Jordan Ellis, he thinks of himself as Superman's father and thinks of you as supermen and superwomen. He also has an atrocious sense of humor. Call him Chief, or Dad if y...
This is one of several stories set in a world where ideas on the control of male sexuality of a group called the Female Council have been imposed. The story "A Scrapbook" gives a simple overview of how things developed. With that as context other stories in this theme can be read independently. ***** Female Council Punishment Sessions Part 1 - Him He wa...
It started off as a normal day in school, when all off a sudden I saw my teacher bend over in front off my desk to pick up a pencil. I could see her butt in her cute little skirt. I think she did it on purpose I thought, no way I thought that’s just my blindness hoping that my teacher crush liked me back. Little did I know I was gonna get my wish later that...
You're evil. I don't know what it is that has made you do this to me, but ever since we first met you have made it your life mission to bully me. I don't even know you very well, you're just a complete psycho that ruins everything I have. You take my money, you make me do extra work for you, you've beaten me up, given me wedgies, made fun of me. Plus you get...
It swung in a pendulum motion across her face. Richard had convinced his son to let him stay with Martin and Michelle for a week before he returned to England for good. One week and then Martin would be free to live his life with his gorgeous girlfriend. One problem, after 4 months of experiencing Richard's 15 inch cock on a daily basis, Michelle had no int...
Before you go any farther, I have a confession to make. I don't know exactly why I am writing this. I'm not sure where this is going to go. It was bothering me all last night, these thoughts and ideas that come to light in these words. I've never had a good relationship with my father, yet that is to say that I have never had a relationship at all with my fa...
Chapter 8: He Leaves a Mark Leslie lay on her right side with her legs spread so that her right was on the bed and left was up and bent at the knee. Her right hand was massaging her button and her left was stimulating her g-spot. Open next to her was her laptop, the video that was playing showed a muscular bum rising and falling as its owner thrust into a w...
(The following are true accounts of some of my more memorable sexual liaisons. All of them were to a certain extent unexpected, and all remain as vivid in my memory as if they happened yesterday.) * * * * * Chrissy was a friend of ours who had been staying with my girlfriend and me for some months, having come from London, where she was living. Chrissy, a...
Disclaimer: I'm not a misogynist, though this story may convince you otherwise. Fantasies are fantasies, bro. Please practice safe, sane, and consensual sex. The Barrens district of Angel City sprawled out in front of Rebecca "Codeine" Lane. Almost every building in the place was a "habitation unit" repurposed from aggressively rectangular deep space shi...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...