( A special thanks to my editor, without you luv, this would only be a passing fancy!) * I read back over the chapter I had written. "Not bad," I thought to myself. That didn't stop me from staring at the screen, wondering whether or not I should click the terrifying little button that would send my words out to god knows how many viewers, open for their...
Hey there everybody. This is just another story that I wrote a while ago, and exploration of the puppy fetish, that is, treating someone as a puppy or dog. I personally liked how it turned out, and I can't wait for this fantasy to be realized in real life. None the less, I hope you enjoy it, and as always, you are more than welcome to offer any and all cri...
Trudy knew that she was taking on something very challenging when she married Matt. He was a very good looking, smart and rich guy in his late forties. She was a beautiful twenty three year old who had hoped for a really big modelling career, but now knew that was not going to happen. In the short time she had some success Trudy got used to the champagne li...
John left that night and replayed the scene over and over in his mind trying to figure out what it all meant to him. He lay in bed unable to sleep and found his cock getting hard every time he thought of what Sophie did to him. His mind seemed to scream at him that what happened was insane and that no woman would ever dictate when he would or would not cum....
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.....unless it's a wife who is scorned And Alisha was a wife scorned. She stood in front of her bedroom mirror with her hands touching various parts of her naked body. She was trying to figure out what was wrong with what she saw. Every time she let her fingers go across her breasts or her clit she closed her eyes, bit...
Hello All, Chapter 2 of my novella Fate at First Sight. As always, I welcome your positive feedback and advice. Thank you for your consideration. Kisses... Cassandra ***** -2- One Month Earlier... The mid-sized bar was a local favorite for those working in the nearby office buildings. Sitting atop the five-story multi-use building, its open...
When I graduated art school I decided to go out on my own. I was going to try and paint portraits for a living. I knew I would probably starve to death but I had to try. If I wasn't successful I would end up doing corporate art. I found myself a large, cheap loft and I set up my studio. This place had a bathroom with a shower if I wanted to stay over some ni...
The forest was a cool green. The scent of woods and musky dirt in the air helped Caspar with the long journey from his homeland of Urtei to the neighboring country. He was the crown prince, and his duty was to be escorted through the forests between the lands. Upon his arrival, he was to make trade arrangements between the countries; they had been at war for...
Softly waiting in the darkness. There's not a sliver of light from the moonless sky, just the darkness laying gently on my bare skin. My fingers trail lightly over my hip, up my side, waiting. Languishing, hoping, dreaming about what's to come. My fingers wander with my mind, a shallow imitation of what I want, tracing the path that I want stronger hands to...
The time is the summer of 2009. The place is the town of Brockton, Massachusetts. The man is none other than me, Samuel Xavier. A tall, good-looking and openly bisexual young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Champions. This is my tale of getting by in the big city. My last semester at Suffolk University Law School didn't go too well. Social...