All afternoon, the desire had been welling up deep within Me. My eyes had been practically glued to anything which would give My the time: the bottom-right corner of My laptop, the watch on My left wrist, the old analog clock on the wall of the break room, My cell phone... I left the office ten minutes early, but it had been preplanned so that I could drop...
[Author's Note: Another short story. Please read and review. Once I can figure out how to post multi-chapter stories, I'll post some of my lengthier work.] The grim fate of my people was sealed the moment our battle began, and now I stand alone in the after-shock of the crippling attack by the roving band of Elvaran warriors. The Elvaran are a warrior-rac...
So what is it about us older white husbands who fantasies about other men sexually pleasing our wives. Why was it that for years I imagining my beautiful big breasted wife having long and erotic sex with a young well-hung black buck? Well, from my very recent and extraordinary experience, I now know a lot more about why us voyeuristic husbands always thi...
I think that I t would be fair to say that I was what was at one time known as a "juvenile delinquent". Since leaving school without any qualifications I had gone more than three years without doing any kind of job. In my defence I would argue that I had not really had any opportunities. The only jobs on offer to an unqualified twenty year old were of the me...
Christian strolled into the coffee shop, grabbed a newspaper from the rack and proceeded to go to the counter to place his order. Ahead of him was a woman he thought he recognized. "It couldn't be," he thought, "That was fifteen years ago." When he watched the woman pick up her latte and walk across the shop to a table, sit and cross her legs he knew it w...
"Covering nearly 2000 acres of land, hidden from the noise and dirt of city life, the Academy is like no other school in Britain. Our teaching emphasises independent thought, discovering oneself and how to get the most out of life. We understand that every young woman is different; goals, hobbies and habits are unique from person to person. To give the best...
(Author's Note: I get a lot of anonymous feedback from writers, and one in particular was from a friend of mine I had not talked to in a while. You know who you are, China Dolly. Send me an e-mail with your e-mail address since you're not on FL anymore. I've missed talking to you... Here's another chapter to my Enslaved to the Mob. It's short, I know, but so...
Chapter 2: The seasoning of Keisha Wes inspected the shirts on the bed. Each shirt was a 'baby doll' style and would really show off Keisha as he wanted. She was kneeling down beside him, waiting. She said nothing, but those lips of hers were slightly parted. Her eyes were closed. She was alert, but he could tell she was wondering. The black satin of her...
This is an unashamedly romantic tale for Christmas, it skips time between the present and their first Christmas when they each gifted themselves to the other. ------ Silent night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and Child… 'I'm sure you all know this one, please join in with the choir.' The Priest was almost pleading with t...
Lady Anna used her leather-clad hand to wag her big, fake cock at Bella and Melissa. Dana lay on the couch, breathing heavily and trying to recover from the explosive orgasm that Lady Anna had given her. "So," Lady Anna said as she took another drag from her long cigarette holder, "who's next?" Melissa barely heard the question; she was so taken by the sig...