Tuscany is everything you hoped it would be. Rolling Mediterranean hills lined with cypress trees, acres and acres of vineyards, delightful architecture and arts, marketplaces that are a feast for the senses, cuisine to die for, and sunny, cool weather that is as yummy to your skin as the food is to your tongue. You remind yourself again that Charles, your b...
"Can I get you anything else?" Alex asked, expertly putting her coffee down next to her. She glanced down. Two creams and no sugar. Just the way she liked it. Dana looked over at him before turning her computer on. "Um, no, thank you Alex." "Ok. Oh, I have to call Brian at the Westwoods Agency to let him know we got the quote in last night." "Yes, of co...
My mind was churning with paper and logistics on my way home. I've had a hard day at work, reading through and correcting reports on top of reports. My mind was calculating the amount of work I had due for tomorrow, when I turned my key into the lock and pushed open the door. As soon as I did, work was no longer on my mind as I saw him spread out in the sofa...
In Double Time 1 and 2 I recorded the first day of my threesome, twenty years ago, in Portugal, with two beautiful, young transgirls, who had named themselves Kathy and Linda. Our consummations had brought all three fulfilment, and, certainly for me, healing. Since they, like me, liked to talk their way through sexual activities, I represented our intercours...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Ryan Meadows turned up his collar as he stepped off the bus and headed uptown to his studio apartment. A 3rd year medical student he had spent the day dissecting cadavers at the medical School and wanted nothing more than to shower and get the stink of dead bodies, and the...
Amy and I were dating for a few months. She was hispanic, 5'0" with beautiful long brown/black hair past her shoulders, cute face, with small breasts and a stocky build. Being a Latina, she was fiery in bed. She tended to be aggressive, knew what she wanted, and took it. As with all relationships we had our ups and downs. We were good at communicating and ta...
"Please Sir? Please I need you." "Need? Boi, no you don't. You want me. I'll think about it. Edge for me again." I sigh and whimper in frustration as I set down my phone. You're right. I don't need you. But you've had me edging for the last five days. Usually, whether or not I masturbate is my choice, but not this week. This week, you have given me clear...
"Oi missus! Have you got a spare?" A male voice shouted from the next yard. I was sitting drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette as I looked down from the steps leading up to my flat to saw a tall mixed race guy in white work dungarees, miming smoking. "Have you got a spare? I'm gasping." He grinned. I smiled and waved before putting my cup down and goi...
Chapter One: Deal With The Devil "Never read aloud from The Necronomicon, the ancient Egyption Book of the Dead, or the men's bathroom wall," I muttered as I shifted through the "occult" section at the used book store. I was delicately fingering an old leather-bound book and turning the pages with care. It was a book on demonology and looked older than anyt...
Nikki could barely believe the position she'd found herself in. A week ago she was living a normal, fairly uninteresting life. Now, she's lying on her own bed, trapped by the bed itself, which just introduced itself to her by name. She didn't even mean to let out a scream. Rationally, she knew it would be futile, given the metal gag that was still firmly pr...