Their suburban house has abundant seating: easy chairs, dining chairs, bedroom chairs, ordinary home furniture all (although the sofa might tell a saucy tale or two...) and then there is the chair. To most of us a request to "fetch the chair" seems quotidian; the same appeal to Judy prompts a very different inference. Immediately aware of the emphasis on t...
This is not a quick jerk story. Neither is it hardcore sex. It is a story of a young man with Cerebral Palsy and how he finds learns about love through his sister's friends. How much of this story is true I will leave for you to decide. Names have been changed to protect the guilty. It will be multiple parts. Constructive feedback is appreciated. I've been...
All That Glitters -- Ch 13 Snooper scoopers. Interplanetary News finds out about the activities of one Senator Andjuran. Because of the amount of abbreviations in this story, I include a glossary: Adm. Admiral, naval rank (see Cmdr.) -- above a captain Capt. Captain, in this series a naval rank -- usually a ship's commander CCO Chief Communications Off...
This is a true account. I choose that word carefully, for this is not a 'story' or a 'fantasy' as, it seems, are most stories on the internet – and elsewhere. My wife, Gloria, is a woman that is considered by all who see her, as what's referred to as a 'fox' – 5' 4" tall, 120 lbs in weight, with a trim, athletic body. With a quintessential 'bubble butt', a...
It started out as a great day. I made every light on the way to work and when I got there – wonder of wonders – there was an open parking place right by the front door. An hour after I got to work Natalie, my secretary, came into my office and told me that Tom Snelling was on line two for me. I picked up the phone, said good morning and then listened as Tom...
There's something familiar about the art studio, if only Sally could recall what. The owner greets her warmly. "Hi, I'm Danny. Thanks for coming over in person to check the images, so much better than online or phone?" Nice looking man thinks Sally wistfully, and those piercing blue eyes... unfortunately, he looks to be a decade my junior. Around 15 minut...
Morning Light: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection. I woke to see the early morning sunlight filter through the trees and play on the wall of his bedroom. There was a breeze to move the leaves and make ever changing patterns of light and shadow. I half closed my eyes and let myself be drawn into the shifting kaleidoscope. The dappled light blended with...
Authors note: I know this story could fit in the Fetish section just as well as BDSM however I thought the story revolved more around the bondage play than the characters condition. The story of how the as yet un-named first person and Desi met will likely be more fetish than bondage. (That story is in process) All characters are fictional and over 18. ~~~~...
"So, you've been with another boy?" She nodded, eyes downcast, standing before me in her short dressing gown, hair still damp from her bath. I sighed, and got up from my chair, and walked over to her. She was silently shedding tears, her shoulders vibrating with the effort to keep quiet, but her cheeks soaked and drops falling from her chin onto the dressi...
Author's note 10/15/2014: So here is the last chapter. I said from the beginning that I would finish the story and not leave my readers hanging. I stuck to that. I'm not sure that everyone will be satisfied, but I am. Thanks for all the encouragement over the past couple of months. It made finishing the story much easier knowing there were people who wante...