This is sort of one of the weirder things I've done, but I figured with all of the other stories I've told, I might as well tell this one, too. During my sophomore year I lived in our sorority house. It wasn't a huge house like you see in the movies, but there were about 20 girls living in 8 bedrooms. Since freshman weren't allowed to live in the house, soph...
Deep in the pits a cry was heard. Fausta, the hermit-pontiff, watched from the perch above. Her latest subject was due for a daily observation; the pontiff had low hopes, but an observation was still to be made. In the pit - one of nine - was a gaelic woman, well built, with muscled thighs and a delightful pertness to her small breasts. She was of the nort...
Katelyn passed me on her way out smiling at me seductively as put on her coat. The fall weather had been cooler in the last few weeks and today was windy as well. I was home early today, thankful it was finally the weekend. I had been at work late the last few days fixing up some contracts. I took the mail from the front table and was about to look at it but...
Cindy sighed as she shut the door behind her. She could almost scream. She had been hoping that Mark would be different. He had seemed so sweet and understanding. Cindy kicked off her shoes angrily, sending one flying into a rather alarmed Mr. Tibbles. The fat calico scattered away in a dash, realizing this was not the most opportune time to be begging for...
"And there were arguments. There would always be arguments, even with a mannequin. She wasn't talkative, but he was sure she told him once, 'You're the greatest lover of them all.' [...] Yes, there were advantages. She wasn't like all the other women he had known. She didn't want to make love at inconvenient moments. He could choose the time. And she did...
For years, my wife Tanya and I had enjoyed a good sex life. She was open to verbal fantasies during sex in which we talked about including others in all kinds of ways. I had recently begun using more lurid and group oriented material and found that she became quite aroused. We always stopped short of asking the real question once sex was over. This was the q...
Hitting the gym every night, eating exactly what her nutritionist had recommended to the crumb, and investing most of her money in skincare potions and rubs had recently become the centrepiece of Ezzi's after work activities. A string of failed relationships had given her self-esteem a large hit and she decided to channel that into sculpting herself a perfec...
NOTE: I realize there are some rather impossible things described in this story. It's strictly fantasy, not meant to be taken seriously. Just try to enjoy it and ignore these things. * "Oh, Stanley!" Yvette's perfectly modulated voice pleaded from within the laboratory door. "I want you. I need you. I love you so. Please come back to me." Stanley Sprocke...
"Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic." Her name was Blondie, after her beautiful golden fur. She was no ordinary dime store bear, she was from Germany. She had beautiful glass eyes and a tag in her ear that said "Stieff". So she assumed her name must be Blondie von Stieff. Obviously, she came from a royal background. Her mate was called Barne...
Oh christ now she's showing them the "wedding pictures", its so humiliating! I should have gone to Mexico not here to Canada where they have extradition! But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I? Escaping from prison since privatization is no biggy, a bottle of hair dye to make my hair literally orange like one of those punk kids what work in the kitchens a...