It'd been almost a week since my weird encounter in the woods and I'd churned the event around in my head enough to turn it into curiosity. I made a decision to stop by the Library after work and see what they had on witch craft, arcana and other just plain weird rituals. I walked in the door, the setting sun throwing my shadow before me. It wasn't very cro...
Paul signed up for the experiment, when he arrived, he was guided to an empty room. He was instructed to touch the computer screen, read the instructions and agree to conditions of the experiment. He looked around seeing the screen in the otherwise empty room, and that there was only one other door. He touched the screen and it lit up and after asking for hi...
"Did you know those mashed potatoes are made with horseradish?" Lalani, spoonful of Herb Roast Chicken and mashed potatoes en route to glossed burgundy lips, looked around casually. A short man in an ugly plaid jacket was smiling at her. He was a regular at Lenny's. She remembered him telling one of her girlfriends that he owned "five gas stations". Lalani...
*Note: For those of you unfamiliar with Gorean culture - a kajirus is the male equivalent of a kajira -- basically a male slave. However, where this differs from conventional D/s is in the role of the kajirus. In Gorean culture all men are dominant, all the time. And though it is disgraceful and uncommon for a man to be enslaved it still happens. But this do...
The next night my ride came to the hotel again, and I was ready. I didn't wear panties this time. The driver was one of the male slaves. I knew him now, so I sat in the front with him. I pulled up my skirt and kept it up the rest of the drive so he could see me. We pulled up next to a Jeep of young males, and they beeped the horn, shouting and yelling and po...
This is not a true story. This is completely a work of fiction. Although I long to perform the action of the male character in this story, till I have not got a chance to perform them. I am writing this story only to spent my sexual urges. Hope you will like the story. Feedback of any form is welcome. * Chapter 1: I am a straight male from India. I am ha...
So this is my first publication to this site, though I have quite a few other, tamer, stories floating around the web. I have read so many stories and just haven't found exactly what I was looking for, so I decided to finally write it myself. Please enjoy just as much as I did writing it. GoddessGodGoddessGodGoddess The Slaves of a Goddess Chapter One In...
There isn't a lot of positive literature out there about the lives of bisexual men. Especially bisexual black men. Whenever they're mentioned, it's usually not because of something pleasant. The black community is very homophobic and black people who swing both ways are seen as a blight upon their communities. A black male who identifies as bisexual is seen...
My friend Matt has a beach house in Southern California. When he's away on business, he has me house-sit. His beach is a private one, unlike in Malibu, and he told me I could frolic topless, bottomless, be like a fish in the water, as no one ever comes by. He had a lovely tan, so I assumed he did it all the time. One afternoon, I decided to give it a try. I...
Tanya was idly clicking around on the internet at her kitchen table. The light from the window reflected off her laptop and danced in her shoulder-length hair, that was falling into her face. She brushed it away without thinking, her movements pulling her wife-beater taunt against her full, thirty-eight C breasts. She shifted restlessly in her little pink, c...