This story is from a woman's point of view. It isn't your typical sub-made-to-gag-on-cock story; there's lots of BDSM and sexual activity but no cock-sucking or actual fucking; it's more about what's going on in her mind. If you don't like reading about switches or bisexual men, you won't like it. But if you're interested in what goes through someone's hea...
Author's Notes: Once again, welcome back to my story, my faithful readers! Thanks for hanging with me, and especially to all of you who have taken the time to comment or send me feedback messages. I have received a number of suggestions of potential future characters, and I'm looking at ways to work them into the story in future chapters. This installmen...
I want to thank those who have been requesting new stories. Your loyalty is humbling. I also want to thank Mostera1 for his help. He always makes my stories better. ***** "Hey Lees,"... Alicia looked up from her computer screen. Sylvia, one of her co-workers, had a big grin on her face indicating she was definitely excited about something. "What's up?" Al...
Author's Notes: Happy Early Thanksgiving! ***** Chapter 1: I glided across the ice, maneuvering the puck with my stick as if I were weaving in between defenseman. Suddenly turning, I sliced my skates through the ice and sent a shower of fresh snow in the air. I drew my stick back against the puck, forcibly bringing it down and giving the puck one hell of...
CHAPTER 1 Zane Maddox knew his publishing editor was getting her own back, the bitch. They'd had a couple of big rows because he was late sending in final chapters... 'Dragging his ball and chain,' she'd vented. Apparently no other author had been courageous enough to call her a 'Loopy New York lesbo gone loco'. She'd screamed back abuse, quite the most d...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The following is a sequel to my story 'Haunted Sex House'. It is a supernatural horror story, with elements of nonconsent, bisexuality, incest, and some character deaths. All characters are 18 or older. ***** Tim walked across the grey concrete plaza, shoulders hunched up, trying to protect himself from the cold late-October wind that swept...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Finally. Sorry it took so long, but this was the longest chapter and it took time to process. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison, my cool editors - for their endless patience, and great insights. Just a quick reminder. So far: 1. The Big b...
"H...Hello," said Sarah with a tremble, "I didn't hear you come in." "No well you wouldn't have done would you, being asleep. Huh some bloody babysitter you are, I could have been anybody." It was Elisabeth! Sarah, although half asleep, knew that however much of a shit Bruce Young was, no way was she going to take smartarse comments from his sister-in-law...
-XI- Barely a sennight after Valentine's departure to Scotland and bedlam, Godfrey Godwin sat at his desk with the day's post and a half-empty bottle of whisky. It had been much the same scene since his daughter was taken from his home; him buried in papers and books and drinking, the door locked against his wife. Having experienced Violet's attitude since...
Long ago, there was a comics experiment called the "New Universe". It was the forerunner of modern-day diversions like "Heroes" - ordinary people suddenly gaining powers or traits outside the human range, with (at least, ostensibly) realistic consequences. Sadly, commercial pressures drove them from that core vision, and they had the 'Comics Code' to worry a...