1. Do you yearn for each email to take you to that special restaurant in your imagination, where the fabric of the restaurant chair is rough against your panties, since you have been required to lift your skirt up discreetly? 2. Do they take you to a place where you have been instructed? 3. Do you sit, the vulnerable near-naked flesh of your bottom cheek...
The following is a guided exercise. It's intent is to allow you to get out of your own way and let your character tell you about themselves. Simply answer the questions to the best of your ability. Some of the questions will spark more answers. That's good. Just write and move on. You should write out this information with no structure in mind, simply let t...
Vicky has promised Alex to meet him in the apartment in that seedy street. To her shock he came with his mom in tow. ALL THREE ARE IN THE APARTMENT "I am Natasha Aronski. Shall we talk upstairs in the apartment, Mrs.???", her smile was polite but cold as she glanced to the security guard and to herself. "Officer, Mrs. Mueller is our guest.", chimed Alexa...
You've made love to him. I see it. Don't shy away, no need to act ashamed, for I can see that you were enjoyed and, in turn, you enjoyed his love as well. I am happy for you. You have craved the attention of a lover for a long time. My only regret is that it was not I to bestow upon you the fruits of passion. To take you into my arms and . . . well you know...
I wrote this story because I hate the attitude of the husband in the story. It is bad enough that he wants to stay with his slut wife. What is even worse, he lets another man profit of his wife as well as allows his wife to sell herself cheaply. It is not only immoral; he is an idiot and belongs on the Jerry Springer Show! All persons are not real. I tried...
I didn't want to go down on him. We had met in Switzerland, where I was taking a summer course after high school in Germany to improve my French. Did we sleep with each other the second or third time we were together? Sooner than I would want to admit, but I had liked older boys since I started high school, when the boys my age were weren't as far along as...
"Balok..." Rose whispered his name, a bit scared that she would pronounce it wrongly. He rewarded her with small, but warm smile. The same smile, that told her that she was safe with him, when she lost her virginity. Strangely as it was, this dark elf was good natured. All she ever heard about dark elves was that they were merciless killers who would kill a...
This is part 3 of a 3 part story and is not meant as a stand-alone tale. ~~~~~~~~~ Guthredd Sleeve-heart's tale (or the Circle of Hearts): Part 3 Across the dark sea and over mainland and islet traveled the tale of Guthredd Sleeve-heart's death and so hope was lost amongst the outlaw-kin. And it was at this time that Ketil ascended the throne, for his fa...
I woke up with a start, saw the television showing something strange, not the film I had been watching. Giving my head a shake, I looked at my watch; it was nearly half past two. My dear wife, Mandy, I thought, must be still out on her colleague's hen night. It was rather unusual for her to go out for an evening without me but I was glad she had the chance....
Author's note: A Soft(er) Female Domination story: the wife unexpectedly takes control and the husband loves every second of it. No whips, no chains. There is some pain, but nothing extreme and it was very much appreciated by the recipient. This story started when a Lit friend asked for a sample of how storytelling can be done from a male sub perspective....