We didn't see each other coming, so passed right under each other's radar and fell in love. An answer to a profile on an internet dating site, lead to a flurry of funny, sexually charged emails. It was early summer, I was newly divorced, and spreading my wings. You were in town learning a new career. You told me you were divorced and needed a new caree...
For most tribes in The Blood Swamp, a name is not given at birth. Children and youth carry only the name of their tribe, and are differentiated from each other in conversation only by their parents and relative age. As such, you have only ever been called Child of Mudheel Sneaktrapper. Today, though, you lose even that identity. Two moons past marked your ei...
Pulsing lights outlined a chaotic dance floor. Colors of the spectrum danced and swayed with the human bodies, sweating, writhing in sync with the throbbing bass. Sounds filters through my body, shaking my clothing...ever so slightly. The lights cast a surreal light shadow over the crowd illuminating them. The crowd parts...there she is...my god. Swaying slo...
He wanted this ritual. As always. The slow undressing in front of Him. The space suit, time and again, underwear, all of the ware. The way they were when He captured me. To this alien world, at a spaceship voyage to boldly go where no woman has gone before. I see Him growing, pulsating. Now once I'm mother naked, I can touch it. Lick it, all around. Not...
"I know that it must be quite a shock for you, but Gordon is your son. I was pregnant when we divorced and I did not tell you. Instead, I quietly married Hugo and brought Gordon up as if he was his." Rita said. I had just come to know that I had a 25 year old son and there was a good chance that I would never be able to talk to him. Why? - Because he is dyi...
Michelle brings me to her favorite party Dungeon. Women and men and those of gender undetermined are all in various states of undress; lots of leather, tattoos and piercings are visible. There are those who are strapped to cuffs, being whipped; nipples, cocks and clits being tortured between sessions of cruelty with floggers. My own clit feels tortured, watc...
It had been a few weeks since the night in the club, and we hadn't really talked about what had happened to me that night. I was struggling with the fact that I had sucked and been fucked by another man, and that my girlfriend had witnessed and enjoyed the whole thing. We continued our normal lives, studying and working, but there was no sex until one after...
I remember sleeping about five inches from the ceiling. Coffinesque. I went to sleep stifling an endless scream. My brother was in the lower bunk. I fell once but don't remember the circumstances. I dreamed of men. Famous ones. Ones my friends say would be good for me. I broke his things when he was gone. I'd slip into our closet and find seashells he colle...
"Today we may have more information than any other generation, but what good are answers, if we never begin to ask the right questions?" ― The Questions We Never Ask "They can't be that stupid. They'll never go for it!" "They're not stupid at all. In fact, they're quite intelligent ― far more than we lead them to believe." "Then how do we pull this off?"...
He lay beside me, warm, breathing softly, almost asleep but not quite. His arm beneath my neck, I enjoyed the sound, the warmth, the gentle protection implied by his presence. The hair on his legs tickled my thighs but I lay still. I could feel the mess we'd made together, the mix of lotion and seed and dampness inside me and on me. It was dark, the only lig...