- 24 - “Sweetie, you need to wake up.” My wife was gently shaking me. “It’s time to go to bed. Trish, can you help me here?” My sister-in-law pulled on my arms trying to get me to stand up. I opened my eyes trying to make sense of what was going on. “What happened to the bathrobes? Why are we all still on the couch?” I muttered. “What are you talking abo...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. I do my best with spell an...
I wrote this years ago for a partner of mine. I'll be doing a bit of editing but the story is mostly untouched other than changing things to protect the innocent, and even those who aren't. A soft, dreamy kiss gently pulls me from my sleep. As soon as my lips start to glide along yours, kissing back softly but hungrily, you break the kiss and step back. I...
You commanded me to dream of you. More specifically, you commanded me to dream of Ms. Debbie penetrating your round ass while outfitted with your very-own strap-on. And while I haven't forgotten your command and would have been more than happy to comply, unfortunately, I find that my subconscious still harbors too much rebellion for it to obey you. It fails...
I absolutely love wearing my adorable pink pull-ups for Daddy and I really love being his cute little sissy diaper slut! Daddy had always loved playing the dominant role with women but it was me who has him addicted to sissies and I've always been a little diaper slut. Well, a pull-up slut anyway. I always felt the adult diapers were not only boring and blan...
After I had recovered from my car accident, I settled back into life with my two girlfriends, Sasha & Kathy. However, Kathy decided she wanted to do something nice for me and Sasha. We had a fun thanksgiving together with several friends and that night Kathy revealed her plans after everyone else left. She handed us envelopes containing plane tickets and res...
Stan had on the wrong shoes. The wrong coat. No scarf. No gloves. And it was freezing out. And standing on the side of the highway in the slushy snow was getting old. Fast. But a girl had invited him to come down to Peoria to see her and he wasn't going to pass on the opportunity to "see" Lois. He had met Lois at summer camp where they had both been camp ju...
Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Rose turned and looked at the red numbers on the clock: six-seventeen a.m. The bedroom was beginning to lighten as the sun rose, heralding the new day a...
We all have stories of how we met our significant others. But while most of those stories of typical rom-com material, my story is quite different. I had just moved to the city for my new job at a guitar company, was getting along well with my colleagues, and was looking forward to the future. For once I found my calling: getting musical instruments into the...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. I do my best with spell an...