This is to give a "behind-the-scenes" view of the writing of "Opening Him Up." I apologize it took so long to complete the story, but I thought it was worth it. This essay is more of a rambling to give those that are curious about how and why I wrote this story a look into my real mind. "Opening Him Up" is completely fictional. Some elements were taken and...
Graduate school was starting in a month and my nineteenth birthday would occur just before then. I was a bookworm. A tall, skinny, pretty boy with a fantastic memory and a confused heart. My Mom named me Riley and I began walking and talking earlier than most. I loved playing in my mom's closet and dresser drawers. Her clothes were colourful and soft, her p...
It's was a cold Monday morning and I really did not feel like doing anything. As I lay in bed I wondered what the day would bring. I'm self employed so I knew if I wanted to take it easy I could. I'm a woodworking and I create BDSM furniture, the past weekend I was at a fetish show. Sales went through the roof so today I thought I would relax and enjoy the s...
Willow had long been a fan of wetting herself -- in fact, she couldn't even remember how it had started. When she lived with her parents, and then in a college dorm, the opportunities for enjoying that activity had been few and far between, but now that she had her own apartment, she could partake in that particular pleasure as often as she wanted. And she a...
Please note that both characters in the article are at least 20 years of age. * "Dang it!" I remark as once again I can't seem to get my Java code to compile. I am feeling frustrated. For the same two hours I have been looking at the same piece of code. I put the computer down when I hear a thunderous noise in the distance. I know that rumbling. It's y...
Lynne crashed the thick wooden paddle again across Willoughby's bare buttocks... "I struck blood!" she said triumphantly. Willoughby was sobbing. Lynne, at fifty-four, was still a blonde vamp, her boobs pushing against her pink top. Her husband, about sixty, had his chubby form across her knees, his suit pants and underwear around his ankles. So many of...
File 01: Easy Case "Good Evening my stud Agent captive." I said into the mic of my little booth. I could see him visibly shudder at my words. It's not surprising. My voice is a weapon, honed to perfection; just the right mix of breathlessness and husk, mingled with the dominating tones of a confident Queen. One of my subjects said that hearing it was like...
I was finishing up my packing. See I am a student at the University of Texas and want to move closer to school. I have day classes there and work at the local hospitals in the afternoon and evenings. I hate moving at night especially in the neighborhood I live in, but I had no other option. I opened the front door to let the fall breeze flow through. I ret...
This story that you are about to read is in the words of my lover my wife and my Mistress her name is Kara. I am only typing this one as she is telling me what to type; I am sitting here with a cock ring on and a butt-plug up my asshole. I am completely naked and Kara my wife is dressed up in a black leather mini skirt and high heels her lover Dave is sittin...
It has been 11 months since Alene's life changed for the better. A year ago, her life was so meaningless, so sad, and now it was so very much better. 'Amazing how life can turn around so fast,' Alene thought to herself as she entered her new house in Bristol. Since Jen came into her life, she and Nadia decided her little flat is way too small. And so. the g...