Manu and I would like to thank all the authors who submitted during the month, and all the other months for that matter! We've tallied the reader's votes, and are happy to announce the winners of May's Reader's Choice Awards. First Place ($150 Cash Prize Winner):'Twas The Night Before... Ch. 02 by BrokenSpokesSecond Place ($100 Cash Prize Winner):Succubus A...
2: Lust On her way home, Joy was enjoying remembering the pleasures she had enjoyed with her boss over the evening and thinking how his wife could have been foolish enough to let him get away. 'Ah well, her loss,' she thought. She wondered how long her boss had been interested in her and also wondered if it had been a one time thing. She planned to stay bac...
You couldn't forget Crystal. Beautiful, tall, with long black hair, dark green eyes and a full mouth that was usually laughing at something or someone, and always painted with a startling red lipstick. Her full tits clamoured for your attention, invariably only just contained by the fabric of some immaculate designer outfit, worn with high black boots with h...
Tomorrow, Valentine's Day, I'd be leaving the UK for Italy, at least for a few years, maybe longer. I'd accepted a three-year junior lecturer position at the Università di Roma, and if it led to an extension or even a tenured post then goodness knows when I'd next be back in England for anything but a flying visit. I should have been happy. I should ha...
Her lustrous fiery tresses flowed halfway down her back, loose curls swirling seductively around her shoulders and catching on the fabric of her pretty floral cocktail dress. Of course I knew who she was -- it was hard to imagine there was anyone who wouldn't know -- but this was the first time I'd seen The Muse in the flesh. And it was Valentine's Day! I wa...
It wasn't about the money, though that's a big factor in why I reverted to a life of crime after being out of jail for less than a year. The money was a side issue, a bonus. It was more respect than money, and it was more about power than respect, but most of all it was about fear, or to be accurate inspiring that fear in others. Fear of what I was capable o...
When Tom had mentioned his interest in bondage games to his new flatmate, he had no idea that she'd embrace it so fully and so quickly. Tom now sat on the floor next to Jess's bed blindfolded, listening intently to every slight sound. He could feel Jess's underwear around his neck. She'd used the black silk garment to connect his neck to the metal bedpost wi...
Rick stifled a yawn. He had just come off a double shift on the IT help desk at the company where he worked and he was dog tired. It was a thankless job; he was constantly being yelled at by executives so inept he wondered how they managed to switch on a kettle. They possessed a seemingly infinite capacity to screw up their computers, and then blame it on th...
It was 2 a.m, and I had just left my girlfriend's flat to head home. During the week I regularly spent the evening at hers before heading back to mine as I would usually have a university class starting at 9 a.m, whereas on weekends I would stay over at hers or she would stay at mine. I was driving back to my halls of residence with my dick still smelling o...
After walking unsteadily back to his room, Rick lay on his bed and tried to sleep. His mind was spinning with the memories of what had just gone on, but the image that kept coming back to him was of Kittie kissing him and pushing his own cum into his mouth. He lay there, struggling to come to terms with what had happened over the past 24 hours. There was no...