The name is Wilson Fulton. A lot has happened in my world recently. It's amazing how you can be on top of the world one minute and then crumble the next. Such is my reality. I'm an attorney with Fulton & Hanover, one of the top law firms in New England. It's black-owned, started by two African-American lawyers named Shawn Fulton and James Hanover back in 197...
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...
I could feel him behind me...his very presence raising the hackles on my neck. His growl only made me want to run even more. I knew, though, that if I ran, I would become prey in his mind. I had been taught that at an early age when I was nearly attacked by a cougar. The stable master had rescued me, although I didn't remember all of what had happened. He ha...
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...
Ashley and me On my waking that morning I felt like something was in the air, some change. Anything felt possible and prone to happen. I was due to visit my friend Tracy later, around 3pm, and felt a tingle of apprehension: she was married now and 'off limits' but there had always been a mutual attraction... her physical attributes, the perfect visual balan...
Her umbrella was in the car. Shaking her head, Jayne just stared at the steady rain through her office window. It danced on the brick almost taunting her. She had to leave eventually and knew that the rain had no intention of stopping. She didn't even have her jacket. She couldn't even ask anyone else to borrow an umbrella as she was one of the last people t...
Do you believe in mind control? Francis spent a lot of money taking mind control classes at the university until scientists recently stated mind control was a joke. You can't make anyone do anything they don't want to. Actually Francis wasn't enrolled in a physical university. It was distant learning, on line with the Trans Pacific Western University. Not ac...
"Park it in a safe, remote area, please. A girl wants to feel safe." The voice was soft and deep, with an alluring foreign accent. The figure was small, shapely, with long, black hair, a China-doll face, and a slinky crystal-beaded-covered spaghetti-strapped top, buttoning down from the cleavage split, above a matching, tight, miniskirt—a figure that sparkle...
Author's Note: So, an anonymous person gave me feedback and told me that I am giving too much of a good thing in my story because so much is happening back to back. Well lucky for Anon, I thought so too (Before the comment). So for this chapter it's going to slow down considerably especially compared to the chapters before. Any who, enjoy, rate, comment. Yo...
(Author's Note: The historical and archaeological details are generally accurate, but not immune from narrative anachronisms or oversimplifications. You'll learn a little bit about Roman sexual culture, but nothing too educational.) ***** Before we get to the loss of my toga, the reversal of my fortunes, and the capitulation of my masculinity, I should giv...