Story description: Femdom, hypnosis, and mind control. This is a lengthy story that includes relationship/character development. Not suitable for a quick thrill. Notice: This story may NOT be posted to any pay site without express written permission by the author. Any posts to non-pay sites must include this notice. * * * * * Prologue: I'm still online w...
Your name is John Doe. You just recently graduated the Leaf Village Ninja Academy and have now become a Genin after a ridiculously easy final exam (unless you're a certain blonde hair brat). Today you are required to go back to the academy to receive your squad and teacher. Pray to god you don't end up with some idiot teammates. As you are sliding on your sa...
This "story" is meant to be a replacement for my tumblr, since they decided to fuck themselves right after I started a blog, and since all my content was erotica anyways, this seemed like a serviceable choice. As such, within you'll find a variety of short stories and flash fiction, rather than an overarching plot. Fair warning, I lean heavily towa...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. ***** After considerable soul-searching, Liz and I declined John Smith's offer of senior management positions in his little business empire. That was hard. The offer was very attractive and we both liked John and Karen a great deal. It...
In the olden days -- back in the 1980s, before videos killed the adult theaters -- movie theaters that screened smut could be randy places, as my wife Sally and I discovered once. My wife had brown hair, a medium build that was neither thin nor chubby. She had straight brown hair and large brown eyes. Perhaps more to the point of my story, she had nicely-...
This is one story I thought I'd never tell, mainly because it's a true one. My husband, Donny should probably be the one to tell it, since he's the one who writes and reads this kind of smut. Nevertheless, he talked me into sharing this one from the perspective of a mature woman. DISCLAIMER: Since I don't normally read (never mind write) this kind of stuff...
This started out as an entry for a friendly smut contest in between some friends. Like most writing, it evolved into something more. I'm using this as a vehicle to practice writing different kinds of smut, so expect a variety in this series. I'm willing to expand on certain sections if you lovely readers want me to. With that said, hope you all enjoy~! * T...
Thanks for stopping by to read my story. This story is based on mostly facts, with names changed and details left out, to protect everyone involved. And of course: everyone in this story is way older than 18 years. No infringement is intended where some facets of this story reference materials I found on the Internet. If you are squeamish about having affa...
Arya's stitches were crooked again. She frowned down at them with dismay and glanced over to where her sister Sansa sat among the other girls. Sansa’s needlework was exquisite. Everyone said so. “Sansa’s work is as pretty as she is,” Septa Mordane told their lady mother once. “She has such fine, delicate hands.” When Lady Catelyn had asked about Arya, the se...
All characters are at least the age of 18 or older. ***** "You're up miss ace detective, you gonna call or are you here just to watch?" asked a pair of hazel green eyes flashing a confident grin and all the shiny white alligator teeth to go with it. I scrunched my nose, irritated by the gritty scent of the cigar nestled between her dragon-like smile. Glan...