'What the fuck just happened, Minty?' Rufus all but growled. He was so confused. He had come in here to pick up Kainene but had met both girls looking like they were about to start tearing out each other's hair. Then Araminta had said that thing about being Kainene's boyfriend. He had been in shock. But good shock. He was ecstatic that Kainene had called h...
In the Castle of the Hawks, some days later, Emma, clad in her 'Story of O' outfit, was polishing the large walnut dining table, when she noticed a small door in the corner of the room. She quietly crossed over to the door and to her surprise, it opened and there was a staircase leading down -- but to where? Later, when she was in her room -- her cell. She...
This story is written by a team of authors. We have worked together for a few years but this is the first public release of our work. Please enjoy. ***** She slipped through the crowd into the club, somehow not drawing the attention of the doorman or the line of eager patrons waiting to be let in. It was a new place, but it suited her needs precisely. The...
Short info. about the characters: Panzer is an Anthro Doberman. His age is quite unknown, yet he appears to be about the age of the mid early thirties late twenties. His attire seem to be of the whole WW2 Nazi symbolism, yet his attitude is nothing of Nazi related ideals of today's society. His need for sexual pleasure and a rather rich life has made him we...
The first morning at South Beach is magnificent. Jim and Kris soak sunrays splash around in the emerald green water and admire the dozens of almost naked bodies stretched out in the white powder sand. While they are in the water chest high, Jim's hand caresses her bikini bottoms, his fingers briefly brushing against the slit between her legs. "You are driv...
Jack could feel her warmth as she moved against her. He moved his hand from the small of her back to the soft curve of her ass. She slid her hand lower along his stomach. He responded to Kate's touch. "I see you are an early riser," she said. Jack opened his eyes to see Madame de Montespan straddling him and beginning to move her hips. Major John Percival...
I hear heels clattering on the doorstep, a key in the lock, and footsteps in the kitchen. I switch off the TV and go through, noting on the clock in the hall, that it's past 2am. My wife is pouring herself a drink. "Well?" I ask, in mock-authoritarian tones. She turns around, auburn hair dishevelled, red mini-dress strap hanging off one shoulder, and a sma...
Author's note: although this is the beginning of a new, stand-alone series, it is based on events from my previous story, "The Prey." Chapter 1: Quinn and Vanessa Biff could scarcely believe his luck. Here he was, walking out of the bar with not one, but two beautiful young women on his arms! They were both a bit too Goth for his taste, with their jet blac...
What if? What if sex was normal? Not normal like it really is. I mean normal as in accepted as something we all enjoy? What if people used sex as a way to show appreciation, given as simple favor? What if after the neighbor mowed my grass, I gave him a bath, then fucked on the living room couch? When my husband came home, his only response was, "thanks Bob....
I suppose it was sort of asking for trouble even taking the job. I never kept house worth a darn in real life and now I was supposed to be working as a maid. But there aren't a lot of jobs in Montana, so the hotel job in ski season was about the best thing I could find. And I probably would have lost the job the first day if Katie hadn't come along to show m...