NOTES: This can be read aloud by text-to-speech programs such as Dragon NaturallySpeaking or TextAssist. This story contains sexually explicit scenes. If that would offend you or if you are not an adult, DON'T READ IT. RECAP of chapter one: 'My Hot New Boyfriend' My former boyfriends had become boring so I had wanted a sexy adventure. I knew that Michael...
A few days after your 21st birthday, a heavy, manila envelope lands on your doormat. There's no postmark, or even a stamp, just a strange symbol set into a blob of crimson wax sealing the envelope, and your name in a flowing, cursive script on the other side. You turn it over a couple of times in your hands, but no other distinguishing marks present themselv...
"I want you," I whispered against her thigh, smelling the musky scent of her. I ran my hands down her silky stockings and cupped her slackened calf. She sat with one leg lifted on the coffee table, the other modestly tucked beneath her. "Hmmm," she sighed and turned the page in her book. I lifted my face away from that intoxicating scent, frowning at her l...
In the twilight of an autumn Irish day, the gold of the sun bounced off Sean Kells' head as he whistled over the hill. "Get ready Becky me darlin'! He's coming" Kelley smiled wickedly as she clutched the dirt clod in her hand gently behind her back, looking stealthy and eagle eyed like a pitcher winding up at the mound. "Are you so sure this is dirt Kelley?...
(You should read Patty's Costume first to set the stage properly for this one.) I watched in amazement as he got up and walked out. He gave me on last look that thrilled and scared me, and he grabbed his clothes and walked out of the room. I looked at Bob with half a grin. "I told you he wasn't like the others." His only reply was "Well fuuuuuuuck me!" Bo...
{if G_Interest=1}{else}Author's note: this story is meant to use the scoring and conditional branch features. Please "Start Game" before continuing. The names of the characters can also be customized. {endif}You stamp your feet on the doormat to knock the snow off of the bottom of your shoes as you wait for the doorbell to be answered. Shifting the...
It was a lousy late October day. It was cold outside, grey clouds whipping across a rain-laden sky, the tops of the trees in the garden lashing against each other, shedding great dollops of leaves onto the sodden grass ...... Mike looked out of his front window, to the empty driveway next door. Gordon and June, his next-door neighbours, had gone off to spen...
Because we are a clandestine group, there is no way of knowing just how many of us there really are. Just who are we you ask, we are the men who live lives of quiet desperation as normal married men yet yearning to be sub hubs. We want nothing more than to bow before our wives and beg to be their slaves yet we cannot for fear of losing their respect or even...
'Oh my god,' thought Emma, 'I can't believe I'm about to do this!' She had thought for a while about it... going naked, through a crowded mall... she had fantasized about it for a while, but never thought about actually doing it... until now. So there she stood, about 200 feet from the mall, on a secluded hill beside a small forest. She decided to take her c...
The shrill ring of the telephone woke me up from a deep sleep, as I reach over to the bedside table and pick up the receiver I hear your deep breathing down the line. I am immediately turned on; I say nothing – only listen to your commands "Leave the key under the front doormat and wait for me, don't go to sleep" As I lay there in the darkness waiting for...