Charlie stood over the radiator and let pain return to his body. He'd stumbled through rain, sleet and hail for two hours, wind whipping the rain against him in sheets, in nothing but jeans and a thin shirt. Rain sapped the heat from his body, sleet seeping through his flesh, the hail going through to his bones. Indoors now, heat returned, sensation returned...
This one is a lot more silly than my previous outings, but I think it's still a good read! Featuring guest appearances by chastity, dildo buttfucking, and hypnosis! Oh and turning into a girl at the end, that too. *** "Well," Tim said to the smouldering crater now taking up the majority of his backyard, "This isn't going to help the property value." An or...
Mike had left me to rest in his bed after demolishing me with his cock. He laid me down into his huge body groove and tucked me in under his gigantic blanket. It was pretty cute. Then he'd left to go clean up the mess we'd made in the kitchen. A cracked cabinet and a pool of sex juice; it definitely could've been worse. Before long I heard Aron come home an...
Two months have gone by and not one sighting of my peeping tom. Oh, he's been home! I have slept in that recliner like an idiot, waiting for him. I'd see the light go on in his room, caught a glimpse or two of his shadow, but never once did he come to the window. I can't count the number of times I would sit there, making myself ready for him. I spent one w...
Weekend's End "Don't start anything you won't finish before we get home" I told my wife, Connie, who had her head in my lap and was pulling down my jeans. We were in my '67 Impala driving the pre-interstate twisty little road from Payson to Phoenix. It was night, but a huge full moon was lighting the sides of the roads (and any large animals which might be...
Chapter 2 "Ah, Mr. Avanti. Nice to meet you. Sana said that you'd be coming," the attorney greeted me as I entered his main office after about twenty minutes or so of admiring the secretary. I tried not to be too obvious, but hey, blondes ... what could I say? "Sana?" I asked. "Dr. Habib. I'm Yuri Natansky and you're Simon Avanti, the man who was her pat...
He had kissed her...and then...sent her away? Wouldn't even let her look at him? Completely blindfolded until pushed out of the room, she didn't want to go towards the terrifying notion that just once flickered across her brain—that kiss, was it perhaps not him at all? No, it had to be, didn't it? She knew him, she knew his touch. Her brain was playing trick...
I was really looking forward to having a night away in Boston with Petronella. And especially dressing up and acting out the part of being her slave. "No, no, Katrina,. You haven't heard me quite right. You're going as a slave and I'm one too. Other boys and girls are the slave masters." "We'll be equals for a change," I said provocatively. "Don't let it...
Happy New Year everyone! I really tried to have something ready for you by Christmas but alas...it wasn't meant to be. Took longer to get this one together, but I'm pretty satisfied with my efforts and I do hope that you enjoy it. Just another quick note - believe it or not, I'm still getting comments posted about how offensive Nigha's name is. For hopeful...
Moving forward-finally. Writing this book is fun in the sense that I actually check the weather in the Laguna, Irvine and Bayside area of California. Trying to keep it as accurate as possible, I also use actual addresses. Can anyone find the houses I've mentioned? or the roads, or even where our Gabe had his accident? I also have a playlist I use to get me i...