I finished feeding the cat and sank down onto the kitchen chair with a deep sigh. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, and tried to unwind, but I was still too keyed up. So I poured myself a glass of cheap Bordeaux, walked into the living room, put a blues CD into the stereo and sank onto the sofa. As days went, mine had been a bitch. Late to get up, l...
Imperial Beach, Part I I can't say I was looking for a reason to break up with my boyfriend. Our relationship had definitely turned south over the last few weeks so I already had quite a few I could have pulled out of a hat, but I found a good one that weekend at Imperial Beach. It was supposed to be the week to rekindle what we'd had during the school ye...
"He is the Kumlots Humperach!" "What?" Ali looked deeply confused as she walked into the room, her brow furrowing as she looked at Opal, who was thrusting her arms into the air, her breasts heaving as she looked upwards at the ceiling, her face a mask of religious devotion. I gently put my finger against Opal's back, pushing her. She let herself fall lim...
Zach is invited to a coven party on Samhain and does his manly deeds * From previous stories you might know that a bicycle accident left me in a coma from a brain concussion. When I awoke I had a power or mind control ability that worked only with woman. I can center on specific sexual centers of their bodies or target specific thought centers to enhance f...
Edited by Spencerfiction, with thanks. ***** Chapter 15 "I still can't believe she broke up with you!" Lynn said again at the breakfast table. She shot a glance over at her mother. Both women had come downstairs that morning dressed in almost matching navy blue business suits with slacks and creamy white silk shirts and they scowled at each other from tim...
(I was recently doing some carpentry work at an escort agency. As I was retiling a floor in one of the attendant's rooms, I came across a diary of sorts. It was twenty pages long, but seeing as how I was on lunch and getting bored, I decided to read it. It was the true story of an escort who loved her work as a hand job specialist. I made a photo copy of it...
Part one of this series is in Transsexuals and Crossdressers, "The Creation Of Shanna" might want to read it first. There isn't a lot of Bondage in this, mostly examples of domination and control. Enjoy the read. ............................................... Edie Montrose sat at her new[temporarily]desk, wondering what she had gotten into. This was a g...
NOTE: All characters in this story are 18 and above. ***** Sally extended her arms as wide as possible and fell back on her bed. It had been so long. It seemed just yesterday she left home and now... it was as familiar as an old shoe. The drive down had been long, and even now, she could hear her little sister, giggling downstairs as her mom pulled out pla...
[Sorry this one took so long to complete. I've noticed that I have to finish my stories completely before posting, and I didn't really have an ending to this when I wrote this years ago. Hopefully it was worth the wait. BTW -- I know garbage men don't usually work at midnight -- please allow me this small conceit!] * Sitting next to Steve in the Opera Hous...
"Can't you just try doing a slap bass? We need that percussive snap, more funk feel," I pleaded with Danny. "What the fuck do you want from me? I told you a million times," he growled, half angry, half frustrated. "I can't slap! YOU fucking play bass if you think you can do it!" "Shit," I muttered under my breath. "Alright, alright. I'll try'n work out an...