The Gorean Tavern "'Though I am slave,' she said, 'yet for the first time in my life, I am free.'" — John Norman, Nomads of Gor After he lost his job at the Wooden Pony Club, Richard moved back in with me. I was by now renting a house on the edge of the university campus, and with Matthew out of my life there was room enough. And while taking him in undou...
The Perfect Pair, Part 12 (fetish, chastity, consensual, cross dressing) By ChangeYourPassword Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story an...
Authors Note: My apologies for the delay in this chapter. My muse went walkabout and left me with no words to string into the web of this story. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you also to Margaret who proofread for me. ~ellie Peri returned home with her fami...
Chapter Eight; Returning Home It was the morning after Claire's whirlwind trip to deliver her special brand of sexual delight to us all when Rick and I discussed her lecherous invitation. We quickly agreed that stopping in Groton to party with Claire, Spencer and David was certainly well worth spending another night on the road. When we shared our feelings...
Finally I'm giving you the last of Lilli's story. I had hoped to get it to you all sooner, and edited, but my editor has been taking so long that I decided to post it mostly unedited. I figure if you made it through the first couple and lasted this long that maybe you'd suffer through the last one. Sorry for it's somewhat raw form and I hope you enjoy. *...
Walking at Leisure. Chapter 1 The First Walk It had been a long 18 months. We both needed a break. To satisfy that need we booked a week in a wood lodge on the outskirts of Thornton Dale. There were another dozen lodges on the site. We chose this particular place because it was quiet, amongst stunning North Yorkshire Moors' scenery, and part of Dalby Fore...
The fourth day He woke from his sleep with less of a headache than he would have expected and saw that she was walking around the balcony naked again, a small towel draped around her neck that every now and again she would take an end and dry the ends of short blonde hair. She leaned over the railing in the same place that he had before, her still red botto...
Author's note: This story is a pure work of fiction, all characters and events in the tale are imaginary and fictitious. Although, human imagination is also influenced by various external stimuli. In case of author, someone has always served as poetical inspiration to imagine, fantasize, think and write. So, this story is again dedicated to — heart unfold li...
Copyright 2020, Javahead. All rights reserved Author's Note: This story was my first attempt to write from a female POV. I welcome feedback on how well -- or poorly -- I did. I'm not quite certain where the character and story line emerged from -- I jotted down some ideas, decided to borrow secondary characters from some of my earlier stories, and starte...
Kelly and I slept peacefully and my internal clock had a rare morning of malfunction, letting me sleep until 7am. When I awoke, Kelly was still soundly asleep curled up in a ball facing my chest with one of my arms draped across her body. I removed my arm and rolled back slightly so I could look at her and I was struck by how young she looked at that moment....