I could not believe my eyes when the black pickup truck drove up to the farmhouse and their granddaughter hopped out. I was standing by the barn, hitching up the hay wagon to the farm truck, and had to stop when I saw her run up to the porch to greet her grandparents. They told me she was coming to help with the haying for the weekend, but I had no idea she...
This story was originally written as a fantasy scenario between me and a very dear friend of mine whom I love so much, "S". After reading this story and its sequel, "S" said she loved them and that I should share them. I dedicate these stories to her, to "S", who has the utmost confidence in me and my writing. Author's Note: While written in the first pers...
I awoke the next morning remembering the events of last night and smiled to myself thinking about all the pleasures I received from last night's adventures. Then it stuck me that I was seen at the nightclub by my colleagues dancing almost naked with three men playing with my tits and cunt while the other dancers watched. I sat on the bed thinking about what...
"If I can do this I'll score big time with Molly," Danger's friend Todd pleaded. "I don't want strangers staying at my place," Danger replied. Todd's girlfriend, Molly, was trying to find billets for female swimmers visiting from around the globe for a big swim meet. Todd was trying to convince Danger to take in a couple of swimmers for a few days, but Dang...
He loved these new clubs. Whether they call themselves Goth or Alternative or even Industrial they all seemed to draw the same type of crowd. The young ones he meets there were so eager for new experiences and sensations. Never in his existence has it been so easy for him. All he has to do is walk in and go to a table and in no time he has his pick of young...
Disclaimer: The people and incidents in this story are purely fictional: any resemblance to real life is strictly coincidental. As to the places, everyone knows that San Francisco is a myth, and we want to keep it that way! Katie kept looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't quite believe what she was wearing. When James had told her that they were g...
Sunlight streams through the window, coaxing my eyes into opening. Grimacing, I try stretching. My hands are tangled in the blankets, pinning me in place. My legs, too, are tangled, and I experience momentary panic. Claustrophobia, you know. My eyes ease open. I fell asleep with my glasses on again, dammit. As my eyes adjust to being open I notice several...
I drew a heavy breath as the scissors approached my head. My heart was racing, my hands shaking in anticipation. I squeezed my eyes shut, as I felt his fingers snake through my hair, grabbing firmly. SNKK! I felt a tuft of hair fall into my naked lap, and I began to sob. He pulled my hair tighter, I could feel it pulling at my roots. I knew he was getting...
**WARNING** This story contains race play. Race play is a sub-genre of BDSM where the participants involved willfully use racial epithets during their role play to heighten sexual tension and pleasure. If you feel that race play is something that will offend you then close out of this story immediately. If sheer, morbid curiosity causes you to continue onwa...
The week before Halloween was always a busy time for Karen. She hosted a party at her work, and she had last minute shopping to do and errands to run. With half of the week gone, she was staying late at work to get things set up. Her husband Tom was feeling pretty neglected. He was lucky she was making dinner when she got home. By Thursday she was mostly s...