Amanda sat alone in the real estate office's reception area. Most of the Realtors were off at lunch. Her being the newest in the office and basically still in training was 'volunteered' day in and day out to sit her lunch at the phones. She had eagerly anticipated this profession. Her only thought was finding the 'perfect' home for a family to be happy in t...
Kendra Mercer untied the strings of her Missoni bikini and let them fall away from her shoulders, leaving the tiny triangles of fabric perfectly balanced on her firm, perky breasts. She let her body sink into the plush, cushioned lounge chair with an indulgent little sigh. Life was almost perfect. After several years of dating Luke Prescott, the son of one...
Note: I hope the beta reader is right. My mistress was very angry about the commas. * Sandra adopted the proper pose for a slut slave and spoke softly. "Mistress, I do ask for one small reward. If it pleases my Mistress." Sharon walked a short ways away from Sandra. She looked down at Sandra's kneeling form. Mary knelt close beside her. "You want somethi...
Chapter 42 Don could still taste the beer on his lips as he climbed the stairs inside Jessie's house. Stepping into her bedroom, he smiled as he noticed the walls were adorned with new watercolour paintings. He glanced at Jessie who entered the bedroom behind him. "Been busy, Jess?" "Busy?" "The paintings." "Oh right... They've been a welcome distraction...
The following story includes transgender characters, Domination/submission, and denigrating terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. This is the second chapter in this series and picks up immediately after the first chapter. I recommend that you read Craigslist Cumslut first. In case you decide not to here is a summary....
Note: Contains lots of naughty bits and innuendo, but no explicit sex. Part One Sex in zero gravity takes one of three things: a firm grasp of Newtonian physics, the hard vacuum combat experience of a veteran Leet Corps space marine, or a great set of really sensitive antennae. My name is Xixa of Xylem, and I have all three. I slip back into my smart-che...
Author's Note: So I wrote another one of these. May God have mercy on my soul. If you read the last one, you know what kind of story this is. If you didn't, then go read it (or start reading it, laugh, and go read something that's actually good). What I'm saying is, this story is the most absurd fantasy my twisted mind is capable of producing. If you want an...
Note from the author: This story is designed to be read either as part of a novel or on its own. The purpose of The Ten Game is to introduce the reader to a variety of kinks, whether it be mainstream or obscure, tame or extreme. As the characters begin to learn about the world of kink and their own hedonistic desires I can only hope to inspire something simi...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much, kindly stop reading now. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes this i...
8th May 1929. Wednesday. She came down main street in that brand new Studebaker of theirs, the 1929 model straight eight one hundred horsepower President model, gee did I feel small, how in the hell could I look her right in the face as I walked down that boarded sidewalk past the chain gang filing in the holes in the dirt street. She pulled to a halt outs...