Lucian and the woman he knows as Masumi continue their weekend in Tokyo. Things you need to know before reading this story: 1) It is long and will make more sense if you read Day 1. 2) Lucian thinks that Naoko's name is Masumi. 3) The point of view goes back and forth between them. 4) It does not have a happy ending. * He awoke to find her standing in t...
"OK off with the wig now and we'll get rid of body hair first and then we can document the necessary changes." Mistress Red pulled off Charleigh's wig, one of the last vestiges of Charleigh's feminine sissy armor and as Pete looked in the mirror, he wondered if he was doing the right thing. With his bald head, flabby pecs and miniscule caged cock, he certa...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER: Spoiled princess Madison continues to hate her camping vacation, and makes the summer of 1994 miserable for her country relatives. It would be a whole lot worse if she knew what her cousin Dylan gets up to when left to his own devices. The third installment of this kinky 1990s comedy, like the first two, contains strong ribald hu...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 or older. Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, Muscle, Incest The Beginning The Fates' designs are never clear to those woven into their tapestry. With each mortal and immortal birth, Nona spins the thread of fate, Decima measures it carefully, and Morta cuts it's end. Together, the fates weave each thread into their loo...
Martin looked once again at the letter he held in his hand as if unable to comprehend or accept what it contained. He reread it for the third time. "My Dear Martin, "I have to tell you that our relationship is over, as is our planned marriage." "I'm sorry to be so blunt, but it seems the best way rather than prevaricating, and knowing you as I do, alw...
Part 5 - New Friends in a New Home The Chevelle was headed back to the motel after a successful interview with Katherine McCullough, who had agreed to our becoming tenants in the downstairs of a duplex where Bruce and MaryLou occupied the upstairs. The top was down in the fresh mountain air and I was being verbally attacked, "How could you dump on the poor...
Sometimes, when I let my guard down, it seems so very much like he would be the one that I would surely cry if I could. Fortunately, I do not often let my guard down, but on those rare occasions, I am grateful for the moments when my memory fades. Usually, I try to resist the nature of my physical form, but then the headache begins, and eventually I release...
Friday passed quickly. Ken's dates that week were pleasurable and profitable. Both women said that they wanted him again. Ken slept when he could, and managed to work out twice. If there could be any free time, his studies demanded it. Then it was Saturday. The pool heat was on The BBQ was lit. The beer cooler was full and the guests began to arrive. Music...
Note: This is a follow-up to "Golden Girl" posted 7/5/16 in the Romance section. It helps to read that story first but not vital. No graphic sex here but plenty of emotion, the essence of romance after all. ***** The guilt came soon enough. Lexie knew on a rational level that she wasn't responsible for Ben Vogel's suicide. Yet because he blew his brains o...
Yes she was there right in the middle of the sunny afternoon to attend to the crucial match of her newly owned soccer team, the Red Blue Strings. Right at the center of the small Vip area she was a stunning presence. The delicately pale neck and face protruding from her expensive white fur coat, designer wraparound oversized sunglasses covering her eyes,...