It was a very hot and humid summer day. I dressed up in one of my sexiest dresses, a flashy emerald green number that clings to my curves and leaves a lot of skin exposed in such a way that it cannot be worn with underwear. I'm not just talking about a bra, wearing even a thong with this dress would look a bit tacky. The shoulders were straps, the fabric was...
Smitty Sandine managed to turn his life around during senior year. I honestly didn't think such a monumental feat was possible. Nobody else did either, but Smitty managed and he made a name for himself at Talcott High. Smitty happens to be in a few classes with me this year. We both know each other and grew up in the same neighborhood just a couple of blocks...
I never know what to expect with Steph. On one occasion, she might greet me at my door, purse at the ready, dressed like any girl ready for a "Hubby's home with the kids" day out. The next time she calls, we'll get the kids together and just talk over coffee amidst the yells and crashes from the toy room. But then, there are other days. Those are why I can n...
Author's note: IMPORTANT: I put chapter 12 in the BDSM category, so if you have not read it there yet, I suggest you do before continuing with this one. As absurd as the concept of a hucow is, I tried to take it quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow and her owner, in search of what this admittedly strange fetish means, at least to me. The...
1. All characters are 18+ 2. No characters resemble real people 3. Enjoy the fiction -- CHAPTER 7 -- I stayed that night with Melody, but that meant tomorrow was Tuesday, so we both had work. I offered to call off, but she shook her head. She set an alarm for early enough for me to rush back to my own house, shower, and change before work. I made a men...
Author's note: As absurd as the concept of a hucow is, I tried to take it quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow and her owner, in search of what this admittedly strange fetish means, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musings of a young girl who chooses t...
It's Always Time Act Four: Food for Thought Chapter One: A Hole for the World "Yves, Ursula," Dee said to the odd couple goggling at him in the hallway. "You guys okay?" He scrutinized Ursula's face. Her eyes were hidden behind the fog filming her wide, oval glasses. "Ursula?" Yves followed Dee's gaze. "Ursula, how're you doing?" Her hand squeezed his unt...
This is the story of how I met my wife and how we fell in love. When I think about the long, kinky road that led to our life today, I can only shake my head and laugh. It's fitting, I suppose, because I happen to be married to one of the kinkiest, most insatiable women on the planet. Her twin sister is the exact same way, and I ought to know. She's married...
She took a deep breath as the uniqueness of the Story Room assailed her senses. The bitter coffee mixing with the sweet and spicy scents of hard liquor; the muted light that illuminated and softened those who bathed in it. It had been a long day, longer than she had liked or expected, she needed this. There was nothing more relaxing that a quiet drink at the...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. So I guess Human Recourses had me figured out alright. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and web...