Saturday night, nothing to do, and the phone rings. Answering, I recognize the voice of a friend of mine, a photographer who loves playing jokes. "If you can be here in exactly 20 minutes, I'll have a present for you that you'll never forget," he says. I look at the clock. 11:40. "Another one of your pranks?" I ask. "Nope. I feel bad about missing your bi...
Aylin didn't want to go home today. She didn't want to go home because she had messed up badly and had decided to confess the fact to her husband, Eric, before he had to ask about it. He had promised to punish her when he got home from work, and had given her careful instructions about how she was to prepare herself for him. So, although she had brought this...
After two months of trying to teach college freshman calculus, Professor Lowery was tiring of his job. Every week, fewer students showed up to lecture, and Professor Lowery realized he wished he could join them in skipping class and laying outside on the grassy quad. Professor Lowery audibly sighed in front of the class, turning the page in his notebook to c...
I sat on the bench sipping my soda and watched the men fix my car, not believing the thoughts running through my mind. I got up and went to the restroom to clear my head of the recurring thought of how empty my pussy felt without a big nigger cock embedded in it. I sat on the toilet and watched copious amounts of nigger seed flowed from my used pussy. I sta...
As an author, I have always been interested in fantasies. These fantasies can crop up anywhere, anyplace, anytime. One of my stories emerged from a one-night stand with a man I barely knew, another from an erotic chat session with a man with a deep, dark dominating streak. But the idea for this story emerged from the recesses of my mind during an extremely u...
This is a continuation of an earlier story. It contains themes of feminization, humiliation and other fetishes that don not appeal to all. If you are a fan of these, please read on and leave comments as to how to improve the story. Hope you enjoy it. ~ DB ************************** Fisher awoke gradually, blinking at the morning sun as it peeked through th...
Once again I have to Thank My Editor For His help and advise. This Story was Edited By Tangentjoker. Louise turned on her mobile and the messages started to bleep. I took off my coat and sat on the opposite side of the desk as she fired up the computer. She looked at her phone and checked the messages. "All is okay," she told me. "Everybody is where th...
This is a follow-up to my Linda In The Darkroom. Please click my name above to read that story from my story list. I've mentioned in my first story about Linda that she was by far my first sexual teacher. This made the role reversal she had in mind that afternoon even more interesting -- and exciting. Linda lived in a large Victorian house that was way too...
I got back to the toadstool shortly after noon. The girls were sitting at the table, except for Violet. She was lying on her stomach on the loveseat, her hands cuffed behind her back, a bunch of green leaves sprouting from her ass. "So where have you been all this time?" asked Trudy, her nose buried in her laptop. I gave Retta a smile, but she got up and...
A story for my peach Wind wound its way through the woods, shaking the trees and sending their delicate leaves cascading to the forest floor. The crisp spirit of fall was taking hold, cooling the forest and yet warming its colors into a swirl of chocolate, honey, and pumpkin hues. The people of the wood were settling in for the season, harvesting what they...