Lately, there have been a spate of ugly-duckling stories on this site. I have no idea why. Maybe it's the weather? Anyhow, my buddy RichardGerald did it best with his story, "The Bridge." But I couldn't pass up my chance to stir up the troll population with this short piece. No sex. Please enjoy anyway – DT ***** East of Eden The Devil's name was "Vanity....
PREFACE Please note: There will be no voting—this is for information only; as well, comments are welcome, as are PMs and email with any questions about this essay. However, any comment which is simply "testimony" otherwise known as witnessing by churchy people, argumentative, or preachy, will be deleted immediately. This is not a forum for debating—most of...
Four — Uranus The loud, cacophonous wheeze recalling that of musical pipes being played badly, accompanied by piano strings being scraped and faulty plumbing burbling that emanated from the wall, told me that that Beau was having some difficulty transferring the Dildo to another site. His unintelligible ranting also suggested that things might have been goi...
"Do you think this is a good idea? We have been going to our usual place for so long that it seems almost as if we are abandoning old friends." "But, Ava, we all decided during our last meeting that we wanted to try something new and Kayla suggested this place. She said that their food was really good and it was a place that catered to mostly women so we co...
1) Having sex with other men My husband and I are known as a quiet couple in a conservative pocket of middle class South Africa. Having reached our middle ages, we are considered relatively successful. He is a fine arts academic who excels at after-hours Jazz recitals in smoky intimate eateries and bars. I reached my late forties without any child in sig...
Did you understand it? Did you understand why it was expected of you? Should you respect this.... this being, this entity who demanded utter control of its subject's lives? Surely there was nothing to fear? Surely if there was something there, it would have struck you down by now? After all, hadn't you spurned every instruction in that silly book in somethin...
Author's notes; Hello again. First, the legal crap. This is a Copyrighted work and all that implies. No unauthorized copying, reproduction or usages without the author's (that's me BTW) permission. This is on an adult site with adult themes., If you find this offensive... then don't bloody read the damn thing! All fictitious persons engaging in any fictitiou...
Part 1. Karen was blonde haired, five foot two tall and what can only be described as a BBW figure including as I found out her 44DD breasts. We actually met through the company I run filming female fantasies, and her tale there like in another story entitled The Idea chapter 3. To save you having to find this story, I will include excerpts here now. Bas...
PART 11 A Visit to The Sultan's Harem Bagoas reclined on the silken cushions as the decorated cart jounced along on its journey. He was a personage of power in his world, but his world was about to change drastically. The first ten chapters of this story tell of the power of Bagoas, Overseer of the Harem of Governor Glaouri in the desert oasis of Ouarazate...
Hey all, sorry to have kept you waiting so long. I hope to have chapter 11 with you in a more reasonable time-frame but I can't make any promises. Once again a big thank you to curiousvisitor for his assistance with proofreading. Enjoy. — — — Dan Blinking against the harsh white light that assaults my vision, I come piece by piece back to reality. I h...