Living in L.A. has been very good to me. It has allowed me the opportunity to sample many flavors. Let's face it, I like dick...a lot. Being a whore to the entertainment industry is a farce, but it has its benefits. I sat down to work that morning going through my regular routine of checking my email, scanning the trades, etc. when my computer alerted me t...
It was the summer for I started my freshman year of College. My sister had returned home for the first part of summer and we were spending time bonding now that we were both attending the same college in the coming year. We had enjoyed many days shopping and sunbathing while exchanging stories of some of our sexual exploits. There wasn't a day that went by t...
The bar was beginning to get crowded. You could hear the clink of glasses and tinkle of ice cubes. Cigarette smoke swirled around in a blue haze. The smell of food cooking permeated the area. Thomas Patrick Murphy stood at the end of the bar and surveyed the scene. Paddy’s Pub had been open for a week now and all indications were it was going to be a success...
Ch. 2 – First Fun Day At Sea I went to bed early that first night, tired out from the traveling and the sex bout with my maid and steward, Ramon and Dea. I had a light dinner and after my customary cognac and cigar, I retired with a good book and some classical music on the stereo. The first day at sea I rose early, calling for breakfast after a quick show...
The mid-summer heat fills the air. Even the sounds of insects buzzing between the leaves of the grapevines at the end of the yard seem muted, as if the insects themselves are as oppressed by the heat as we are, lounging lazily on the veranda. We weakly fan ourselves, me slouching in the chair, you laying across the chaise-longue. From time to time, we can...
Max and Stella's hatchback slowed to a stop beside the empty campsite. The wooden post donned a 4x6 index card with their names on it. Max, relieved he'd navigated the maze of dirt roads correctly, was the first to emerge from the car and survey the scene. "Not a bad spot, and we got here before it got dark!" "Yeah, let's hurry up and pitch the tent before...
Anyone who knows me knows about my love for the female foot. I can tell you when my foot fetish developed (during puberty) but not why. I can tell you about the many sub fetishes that fall under the broader term “foot-fetish” but I can’t tell you how my sub fetishes developed. I can even tell you about the many women who have loved me and my fetish over the...
Author's note: This one took an unconscionably long time to write, but there was a period where I couldn't write it properly, and today that finished, and so did this story. It's shorter and punchier than the others, and the sex is more about the foreplay and the build than the consummation, but it finished well enough, I think. There's probably no point...
There is a far off place in the Oblivion plane called the Shivering Isle. With lush plant life and strange inhabitants, it is a feral and unstable place. Perhaps it has to do with its design or mayhaps its inhabitants, either way, it's a place of dreams and realities for any person willing to tame it. My name is Pearl, and this is my story of how I entered...
They couldn't have planned it better if they'd tried. That was my first thought, once the initial panic was over. A moment of wry, bitter sarcasm as I studied the mess they had made of my clothing. My suit was very likely ruined by the black coffee stain, and my shirt and trousers were soaked through. Not a very expensive suit, thankfully, but I only had two...