Once again Sadkins116 and I are working on another story. You will eventually find a verity of fetishes, kinks, consensual and non-consensual sex, bondage, humiliations, and anything else we can imagine. With that said, this story is a work of fantasy and fiction. It is not based on anyone or any situation. If this isn't what you are looking for, then choose...
I grew up in a fair size town in southern Georgia until I moved and went to college. My father was and still is a Baptist preacher. He would probably die of a heart attack if he knew half the things I did while I grew up and am still doing. I listened and behaved as a young kid but I became more stubborn and independent when I became a teenager. I wanted...
9. The Day: I'm Melanie. I'm a 30 year old, married slut who cheats on her husband almost daily, if not even more often than that, because he can't come close to satisfying me and I can't possibly get enough cock anyway. This is another entry in my memoirs. At the time I'm writing this, I've got about eight to ten guys who I count as "boyfriends" -- guys...
Thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for their editing of my stories. I respect these two editors. With their help, my stories are a much better read. * Chapter 1 What can I say? I had a lack of judgment moment and got married. Hell, here I was a forty-five year old man married to a twenty-two year old woman. What the hell was I thinking? Most people woul...
“Yeah, I guess I’ll go. I don’t want to, but we need to make an appearance, I suppose.” Mike hated these professional association “gatherings,” as they were called. The one in question had the typical format: an hour of drinks and “networking,” then dinner and a presentation by a supposed expert in whatever was the topic of the evening. Being a construction...
[ This is not a sex story, however if it happened, there would be lots more sex on the planet. This is science-fiction. I hope you enjoy it. Your comments and votes are encouraged. ] * Mohammed stepped out of his small home and began the half hour walk to the business he ran with two of his brothers near the center of Baghdad. In the first two blocks he sa...
In 1958 Bess Armstrong was 18 years old. She lived in a small town in the mid-west. It was one of those towns that had one of everything, one police station, one main street, one library, one public school, the type of place where nothing really happens and life seems stalled in a mundane limbo. Bess really hated it there, she felt like she just didn't fit i...
Decree Absolute: the final legal dissolution of a marriage Chapter Seven Mike leapt up, his chair rolling back and smashing against the wall. He ran for the car to find Rosemary ahead of him. God!, he thought fleetingly, her reactions are quick! He drove too fast but almost safely. If they were to pick up a police car on the way, so much the better. As th...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt. 24 Tales of the Unexpected Tuesday brought another surprise. When I got home in the evening I nearly tripped over Gwen's suitcase standing in the hall at the bottom of the stairs. I found her in the kitc...
Body Piercings 16, September 5018, 11:30 AM **Lincoln Catholic Cathedral** Sunday morning was the time for mass for the Castillo family. They were always the first family to arrive, sometimes being second or third. Humans thought that when the mariners revealed themselves. And their large city-sized motherships. That, that would be the end in the belief...