When I finally opened my eyes, all I saw were bright lights. I sat up, trying to become aware of my surroundings. I was on the kitchen floor of my apartment. I turned around. "Took you long enough," I heard a voice call out. Looking around, I saw him. He was sitting at the table, seemingly waiting for me to wake. Without really giving me a chance to properl...
Note: This stand-alone story is part of our continuing adventures in swinging. I hope you find at least part of these adventures humorous. Chapter 7: The Stripper! So, one time we almost got together with a stripper. Well, a stripper and her husband. Almost. Again, we met through one of the swinger websites. I made contact with him first. He seemed ni...
Book One of The Trust Trilogy Tess Quince Epilogue IT'S SATURDAY AND I CHECK the mail. There's a letter from Ben Sheppard. There's no return address, but I know it's from him. It's postmarked from Milwaukee. It's nice to see my name and address written out in that crisp script in his usual blue ink. It reads: "I had a meeting at a restaurant today. They...
James/Mistress Jasmine: Husband of Desiree, some time Transvestite Jasmine Desiree: Wife of James, Submissive to Mistress Jasmine ~~~~~~ Saturday, we arrived at the Gorean Compound just after two pm. Mistress was complemented on her slut by everyone that we met. Even dinner went well, Mistress seemed to be coming around as she asked "Des, when did you g...
Having turned 45 a little while back, I decided to regrow the beard I'd had up until my mid-30s. I was single now, and with no kids or wife to point me at a razor, the beard came along quite readily. It filled out over a period of about a month, and I was quite pleased with the result. I'd actually been out of town for most of the "growth period", helping m...
Dan stirring wakes me, still rather on the not awake side I look about to see the light coming in the window. I get up after a little struggle, my arm is trapped under him and Dan does not want to wake. I move quiet as I can to the dresser get out the loaded revolver and open the door half behind it. I giggle at what I find Ishmael is perched on a chair. Shu...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story is erotic horror, set in a fantasy world of magic and monsters. While this story takes place in the same world as all my other tales, it is completely disconnected from the characters and areas in those stories. In fact, I'm not even sure where in the world this location is just yet, other than by the sea in a sub tropical zone...
Chapter 1 You woke up Friday morning before the alarm went off. You did not sleep much last night. Master didn't touch you at all. Even on the nights that he doesn't use you for his pleasure he will usually rub your pussy or finger your ass before he falls off to sleep, getting you wet and wanting more. Master likes to tease you, to make you want him even m...
Q: Why do you write erotica? A: Because if I didn't put sex in my stories, no one would read them. --Anonymous Part One. The Master hated these trips into London, but they simply could not be avoided. The Thief, so peculiar in his demands, would not meet with anyone else. This was perhaps understandable in the beginning, when he was completely unknown,...
Debbie is what you would call a very outgoing girl. Her shoulder length wavy blond hair is almost not noticed because of her huge natural 38 DD tits. She likes to brag that she had cleavage in the sixth grade and would drive her teacher nuts by wearing low cut blouses to school. Her dad didn't want her to, but she would change at school and he would never kn...