I watch them scurry in the approaching twilight; lively as a herd bent on an evening drink with the stink of nervousness in the updraft, teasing them softly with faint whiffs of danger as the night begins to drain the power of day. Observing from my balcony high above them, they do not see me watching through bored eyes, tired eyes, eyes that have seen too m...
It was a little after my 18th birthday and I was into my sixth form at school, my hormones were raging and I still had no outlet apart from my masturbation fantasies. Thomas never said a word to me about the incident in my bedroom; I don't think he had any memory of it at all. Although I was quite pretty with shoulder length light brown hair and a pretty fac...
“No it wasn’t a fantasy; at least I don’t think it was. It’s still so vivid in my mind.” Lorna began to recount her story. I met Clive at my first place of work, having just left school. He was 25 and was destined for greater things than the Bank. I was young and fresh, new to work, the Bank and to men in general. He said that I caught his eye as soon as I...
My first stab at erotic literature, let me know what you think! Part one of a serialized fantasy journey into sissy faggotry. ***** About ten years ago, I ended a pretty serious, 1-year relationship with a woman I had met while working at a bar. She was this classic beauty: elegant, dirty-blonde hair, thin frame, striking facial features, an amazing ass an...
Penny stormed through the door to her house, her face set in a scowl, God how she hated work sometimes, the pressure and the demands. She felt like screaming her frustration out but didn't, instead she concentrated her efforts into shrugging out of her coat and throwing her bags in a heap in the normally tidy cloakroom, slamming the door shut behind her and...
The snap of the fire, the smell of the autumn leaves, the chill of the occasional breeze, left no doubt that fall was here, and winter fast approaching. I waited my turn to dance inside the small canvas tent. I would have to be the best there was, to garner the support needed to marry the man of my dreams. He would help, but I must also be good. The King o...
Six feet tall, blonde-haired, green-eyed, curvy and attractive, Dr. Margot Robertson cut an imposing figure, although her stylish pantsuit softened up her image a little bit. Born in the City of Biloxi, Mississippi, and educated at the University of Mississippi, Dr. Margot Robertson moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, ten years ago. These days, she h...
Part 7 The first full week of no visits from Tiffany was almost over. While I was distraught about the prospect of not seeing Tiffany for a full 4 weeks, I was determined to keep my composure. I figured that if I could keep busy and keep my thoughts contained, I should be able to wait for Tiffany's return without using the prostate massager that she had giv...
Dana had no intention of going back to Sean's place to cap off their second date, but after a few rounds of drinks at the lounge and a couple hours of serious flirting, she could no longer resist his offer. They were both hot for each other and recently out of failed relationships. Normally, she would have refused, but after months of feeling neglected both...
I walk in to a dimly lit room. The room has a table with a bag on it a couch and an ottoman. I see someone in a chair in the corner. I approach the chair and see an attractive girl with dark red shoulder length hair smiling at me. I start to introduce myself and she jumps up and smacks me across the face. "I did not give you permission to talk!" Taking a st...