This story arose from a meeting with 'Belle' on an internet chat site. The initial scenario and characters were entirely her own idea; her first contribution was a detailed description and a request that thereafter I take charge. Thereafter she followed me obediently although in truth I was trying to be obedient to her vision. I have rewritten the dialogue i...
I loved to buy her sexy clothes, and watch her try them on. Whatever she didn't like, we returned. Often, she found herself accepting, and her response was always very interesting to me. It was a conflict within her to accept something more risqué than she would have chosen for herself. But it was also very stimulating to her to see herself looking so sexy,...
After my defeat by Karen, I wanted to disappear, and I didn't care where I wound up. While reading the paper I found a classified ad for an assistant mechanic on a fishing boat docked in the harbor. They sounded desperate, and no experience was necessary, so I informed my advisor I was taking a semester off, and walked to the bay. When I got to the gangplank...
What does evil want? To corrupt the innocent. To violate the pure. To find the cleanest and most beautiful masterpieces of all the Creator's works, and defile them in a vengeful act of spite. So it was that Asmodeus, the demon of lust, fell to Earth and saw the daughters of Man. With them he bore many children, monsters and beasts of strong demonic power, a...
I arrived at the motorhome and found Jen and Ste sitting at the table eating some cereal. They'd cleaned up and there was now almost no sign of the orgies we'd had in this vehicle. I thought back to how much had happened since we'd arrived on Friday. I thought about Friday night: Jen bent across the table where she was now sitting eating her breakfast, as...
Planet Luntanu, 1400 Hours Local Time: Kit stopped for a fourth time that hour, excused himself, carefully set down his equipment, stepped to one side, bent over and vomited into the nearest bushes. Giles looked away, but Eydiir approached. "I told you to stop eating the native insects." From his hunched over position, the Qarari raised his head to answer...
Looking back, perhaps I should have paid for my girlfriend's vibrator. =*= One hand wanders across my stomach, smooth against my black latex waist cincher. The corset constricts me, and its black laces clinch me tightly. I shiver as her fingers caress the skinlike rubber and trace the steel bones which restrict me. Her other hand... =*= The vibrator, ye...
My mate Jimmy's mad about my Wife's ass, won't shut up about her 'cute little bubble bottom' and begs me to give him a peek at her candy sweet cheeks but there's no way I'm showing off my Wife's bare arse to that dirty leering leech... I don't mind admitting, I like a bit of bottom too and my Wife's juicy peach, is a bottom connoisseur's wet dream but I'll...
"Oh, Mr Dawson..." Kelly's sweet, sing-song voice filled the classroom, along with her equally sweet lilac scent, "I have something for you." I smiled down at the pretty 18 year old standing in front of me at my desk. Kelly reminded me of spring – her fresh face youthful; her small, perky nipples poking through the thin fabric of her warn cotton cheerleader...
Mirka was running though the woods. She did not know where she was or where she was going. But she knew what was behind her and she would not go back to that. The chains on her arm, legs and neck were heavy, but she kept running carrying them the best she could. Thorns caught on her legs and arms, leaving scratches. But she kept running as she stumbled and f...