*This will be a bit of a long chapter, because there really wasn't any way of splitting it up without making it awkward. So I hope you won't mind that. As always, thank you for reading!* A grand archway greeted their arrival, and as they entered the ballroom they saw that the whole room had a white and lavender theme to it. Chandeliers with candles in the...
This is a continuation of "A TROUT FOR EMMA WIGHTMAN." For continuity, read the earlier story first to become familiar with the characters. Chapter 9 -- A Nice Italian Dinner "You're invited for dinner at my house," Louisa told me. "Saturday was suggested." "That's nice! What brought this on?" I inquired. Louisa and I had been spending a lot of time tog...
It was a cold and gray November day and I was standing in a vacant lot in Chicago, the damp wind chilling me to the bone as I took in my surroundings. Small chunks of burnt wood and soot-stained dry wall combined with bits of broken glass to litter the ground while little bits of lightweight trash skipped through the lot, pushed by the incessant wind. I...
This is the first installment of a seven chapter series. Many thanks to GaiusPetronius, my faithful and diligent editor. Chapter 1 "And so you see, notions such as love or fear or depression are really just outmoded ways of describing specific synaptic activity -- activity which we are approaching the point of being able to stimulate and activate almost at...
A quick recap: Sushant gets the revelations about his aunty's different tiered dominant natures. Sushant's aunty doesn't comes to know about his knowledge on her female led relationship with her husband but still manages to turn him into her slave when Sushant's interest started to fade away from his academics and studies. Aunty is also seen with some of her...
All of the characters in this work of fiction are above the age of 18. This chapter contains violence, including forced male-on-male sex. It also contains masturbation, lesbian sex, interracial sex, group sex and married couple sex; in no particular order. In the previous chapters, a young nurse named Marie Stevens Melar was gang raped on her wedding night...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...
Prologue She was a virgin when we married. Of course, this was a time just before the sexual revolution that decreed that virginity was something to be fixed as quickly as possible. Today, young girls are actually ashamed of their hymens and are teased by their peers of they are thought to be virgins. In 1959 I was a twenty-two year-old second class petty...
This is a patently romantic story, told exclusively through Maggie's eyes; Maggie is an attractive, confident, intelligent, well educated young woman on the first rung of the corporate ladder. She finds herself increasingly attracted to---almost obsessed with---her new boss, a married man ten years her senior. Maggie is not a slut; she enjoys sex and likes m...
Part 3: Casablanca The next morning Mike headed back over to Michelle's apartment. They were going to join up with the others, and then go to see Professor Tamura; there had been a bit of a question about whether they should see her first or go straight to a hospital. In the end, the thought of trying to explain what happened to a nurse at the ER had convin...