Harlene knelt, watching resentfully as Mateo and Tawny exploded in orgasm, before they broke apart. "That was fabulous." Tawny said as she lit a cigarette. "You really have a jack-hammer approach, Mateo." Harlene looked at her knees. It had been so long since Mateo had fucked her. He'd promised to last Christmas, if she'd give him the treat of blowing hi...
Arriving from London on the Eurostar at Gare du Nord the Englishman walks the short distance to Gare de l'Est. Travelling light his only luggage, a travel-worn leather holdall, swings easily in his hand. It's a bright breezy morning in early Spring; sunny but not so warm as to encourage those outside to surrender their coats and jackets. As arranged they me...
By: Col. Brunhilda 'Iceberg' Buriman, ret. Sorority Sister of Pi Loda Cum Chapter Eight: Faithinwhat "As promised, Harriette," Father Costanzo replied, stepping out from behind a curtain with what appeared to be a small leather billfold tucked under one arm. He was wiping his hands with a wet rag, attempting to free his hands of what looked like chocolate...
NOTES ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGE 18 AND OVER. This story is about the intersecting lives of seven men living in the female-led New America government. It is primarily a CFNM story. Each new chapter deals with another of the seven men, each living in a different male Classification or cast. Eventually the seven men meet up and become a force for change. I rec...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** I was twelve when I ran away from home. My mother passed away giving birth to me and my older brothers and father seemed to blame me. My house was one of corporal punishment when things didn't get done. The older siblings and grown-ups were responsible for handling it. Anot...
It was in the year 2012. After along six year war that started in China spread to the Middle East, then to Africa and then to Europe and ultimately to North America. Miraculously, South America and the Isles in the Caribbean and Oceania had remained untouched, it was a war initially caused by local food shortages brought about by floods, then acute energy s...
In light of the mass murder shootings of 32 innocent people and the suicide of the shooter at Virginia Tech by automatic handguns, I write this essay in anger, disgust, and sadness. May God rest their poor souls. Unfortunately, too often, the words sex and violence are linked together. Sex and violence have nothing to do with one another. Sex and violence s...
Welcome all to the first of what I hope is an informative and eye opening look into an untapped resource that is available to all us ladies out there. Imagine having a man at your beck and call, ready to drop his plans and pick you up, always willing to give your feet a rub or help you get ready for a night out. A man you can be yourself around, bitch abou...
You arrive home after a long week of incessant work. The weekend has finally come. The tasks of the day are still fresh in your mind as you try to distract yourself with some music. All week you have tended to the whims of others, constantly addressing the issues of superiors and peers in the workplace. Always having to maintain the façade of an alpha, dicta...
Reluctantly, i started down the stairs holding the oval wooden hairbrush that i already had a love/hate relationship with. The pink charmeuse slip was tight and short and rode up as i slowly descended the stairs. At the bottom, i tugged it down and took several deep, shaky breaths trying to calm myself. i felt so foolish dressed like this, but also oddly cal...