I. Just Another Day of Lisa Stingray Author's Note: the first story from "The Island" series where we met Lisa. *** It was dusk when the girl entered the park and headed to the playground. At this late October evening, the park looked abandoned though there were enough lampposts and the illumination was excellent. The girl knew that there should be nobody...
It starts with a text. Or an email. You've emerged from your self- imposed wilderness, brushed off the cobwebs of your sexual desire. Back to the games we've been playing for long enough that we know the moves that excite us both. Teasing and denial is one of those games, one that can be played anywhere and anytime we both have a few hours to spare. A coffe...
"OK, I'll try to start at the beginning. I guess that makes sense," Zerzinski said. Once again, he looked toward the corner of the room. Where he kept his memories, apparently. He was finally seeming to be more or less at ease with telling me stories that include intimate details. I would certainly understand if he never got used to it. But it sure flows...
Author's Note: Sorry for the wait (if anyone's even reading this series), but here's the next part. Introducing the new night elf prisoner, and the return of the lust wyrm! Might not be my best work, but it's mostly a filler chapter. :) ***** Ditharia Moonsinger groaned softly in discomfort, blinking open glowing silver eyes and looking blearily around,...
As I wait in the airport for the announcement to board my plane...I am entranced with the man who has captivated me these many months. If only he were closer, he appears to be everything I am looking for in a partner. So in tune we have been these long months that I feel I have known him forever. It's not just the cyber sex we share...it is everything. He kn...
Chapter 6 Torment Training for Alice A sexually sated Ted and Hellie left Amy in her bedroom that evening. Amy had not been tied out on the bed as she frequently would be. Instead, Hellie had made her lie on a GYN examination table and opened up her pussy with a spreader and placed several things in her small tight cunt. The first thing was one of her spec...
She was nestled up next to him tightly when he woke up. She enjoyed his warm embrace while she slept, but it was pure torture for him. His cock was harder than ever and ready to cum. He fought off the urge to hump her as she slept. He knew better. With every breath he took in the scent of her. He struggled desperately as his pent up sexuality fought for cont...
1 We deny differences between male and female sexualities because we mistake sameness for equality (and move farther from true equality than ever). 2 Stephen King once wrote: women think they understand male lust, and that's probably just as well for their sleep and peace of mind. If we stopped denying difference, countless women would suffer sleepless...
Although this story could stand alone, it will make much more sense if you read the first part. That story is called "Teased and Denied, the Beginning" and was posted recently. This chapter commences the morning after we had decided to make our new lifestyle a permanent arrangement. * The next morning after showers and normal morning things, my Mistress/wi...
Warning: This story purposefully takes many liberties with Catholicism. If this offends you please do not read this story. * It was the most ridiculous of spectacles: his sweet pink mouth, plump lips, receding blond hair mixed with new pure-white tilted back, throat open to receive that long, slim phallic-symbol. His white collar and black shirt and pants...