HER VIRILE GARDENER Can she educate him to pleasure women? This story is entirely a work of fiction. He's a very big boy thought Florence as she watched her gardener out by the swimming pool. She had arrived home in time to see the young man rise bollock naked from the water and then prance around showing off his erect penis as if to an audience. It stoo...
They were sitting side by side on the newly re-converted couch in the basement, the family history tome from the night before open to the incantation they had performed the night before. They had gone through it more than a couple of times, trying to get a firm grasp on the rules. The pages following the actual spell had more important information that they...
My wife Lana and I have a second honeymoon every year at a nearby hill station. We usually come for such holidays with at least another like minded couple, if not two. The erotic fun and games four or six such people can have can only be experienced and not described in words. Often, we forget to go sightseeing and similar time wasting exercises. Our nights...
It struck me like a lightning bolt straight to the head: "There's a big chance we may have to remove your genitals" said the doctor. -Wait, what?! -I'm so sorry Jack, the accident you had on your motorbike left you with severe injuries on your leg, testicles and penis. Your leg is not as compromised as the other parts and the surgery you'll be facing in a...
It was the first time any of them had been to a keyhole party. Five couples, complete strangers until a few minutes ago who had all been tested for diseases before hand. The rules were simple, each woman would go upstairs and choose a room at random. Inside would be a well lavished and inviting atmosphere stocked with lube, some toys and several other item...
Dear Readers, hope you enjoy my little fantasy. * I sat there thinking, turning my glass between my hands, not listening to what was happening around me. Why did it happen? Once again I had had a quarrel with my wife. This time it was too much. I knew I shouldn't have raised my voice and yes I should have been calmer and maybe even docile to her. I mean it...
Author's note: This is another Melanie piece, an enchanted few days on a Scottish island. My thanks to my muse for her inspiration, and help with editing. Profound thanks also to raconteuse, who painstakingly edited, and smoothed away the jaggy edges. I'm deeply indebted to both of them. Thanks also to my loyal readers, who have stayed with me through my so...
It was an ungodly hour, or at least it felt that way. Five AM. It'd been a damn long time since I'd been out of bed at this hour except for fishing or hunting. But here I was, standing in Walmart checking on complaints that one of my people wasn't fully stocking the soda rack at this particular store. I'd left the house at four, driven an hour to get here, j...
We're moving house. We didn't want to but they insisted - the tenants in the other apartments that is. They say I make too much noise. Balls! The walls may seem to be made of paper but don't tell me they can hear us over their TVs. Anyway Master nearly always gags me before we start. We keep a bowl of apples on the table and when he's in the mood he'll say...
As the carriage sped toward the dark castle, I thought back on what had brought me here. And I wondered where Thomas was. I often thought about Thomas how we had been brought together. My father was a wonderful man. He had been full of life, living everyday to the fullest. He was admired among his peers and the visiting ladies would giggle about him in the...