Cold, steady rain beats against the restaurant window, almost drowning out the sound of my racing heart. Looking at my reflection, I wonder again what on earth I'm doing here. What possessed me to agree to meet with a man I had only talked to on the Internet? True, I was intrigued by his thoughtful words of humour, philosophy and, of course, romance. I had g...
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of erotic fiction which features interracial sex, cuckolding, prostitution, son-mother voyeurism, humiliation, violence, and pimping. If any of these things are not to your taste please feel free to stop reading at this point. * I was 18 years old when I first became aware of my father's gambling problem. Throughout my childhood...
Chapter 6a – Cleaning up for the Party Previously I described how my fiancée Anne-Marie was coerced into having sex with William and Brian, two guys she babysat when teens. Annie is a natural tease, and had told me how she purposely tormented the boys when babysitting them by dressing up in sexy clothes and occasionally flashing a bit of skin at them, actin...
It was the middle of summer, and Allison and Josh were driving from Phoenix to Las Vegas. The air conditioning in Josh's car wasn't working, so they were driving at night when it was cooler. Just the same, it was 97 degrees, and the windows were down in Josh's Honda. Leaving the Phoenix suburb of Glendale, they drove north on Highway 93. Josh drove through...
Oh Shit, Ouch! This is going to hurt. Those were my last thoughts as I felt the rear end of my car slide. Despite my best efforts I could not correct it and I was on a one way ride to the wall of tyres about 10 yards from the edge of the bend. So, what was I doing on a wet Sunday afternoon on a non-descript race circuit in front of a handful of die-hard sp...
Chapter 7 The next day on the slopes it had begun to snow, making the trail somewhat faster. This time it was Eric who challenged his mother to the race. He had a plan. As she took off down the slope, he intentionally stayed behind. When she had a good lead he headed after her. About halfway down the slope, they came to a spot where the trail veered right a...
Few words. He loved being called the Farmer. Today, no one remembers why this nickname became his second name. And only Ail knew why and how it is connected with his inner world, which was hidden from prying eyes and beyond whose borders he did not let anyone in. Ayl slowly released from the clothes, shirt and shorts fell to the floor and a completely nak...
It was that time of year again when all the stores put out the red heart boxes of candy, the big beautiful red roses, and you could almost smell the love in the air. This year it would be a happy Valentines day for Kristen too. For the fist time in a long time she had someone special in her life to enjoy the day with. Her boyfriend had told her that he had s...
Note: This story is the ninth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that...
Chapter Four: More Sex, Public Humiliation and a Soon to be Turn for My Sissy Life. 8:00am and my alarm clock goes off, I am groggy as I awake but I soon realize I'm about to have another exciting sissy day with Master Camron and Sir Gage. I quickly shower and do myself up as expected in, make up, wig and my black maids dress, black sheer pantyhose and blac...