Author's note: This story is not stand-alone. To understand where it is coming from you need to read Becoming A Slut Wife: Angie (1). This is not a stroke story; it is all about revenge. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ She got up, kissed my dick, told it not to go away and she left the room. She came back a minute later with a knife and cut m...
This story is based on an erotic dream I had a few months ago. The feeling and intensity of the dream was very strong when I woke up, so strong that I wrote down many of the details that morning. The dream is still vivid in my mind and I decided to write a story about it. I hope you enjoy. + + + + + + + + + + + + Lori awoke to find her hands had been bound...
Hello, I'm April. I'm short (5' 3"), slim (114 lbs), and a virgin. Last time I told you about how this frustrated me and ultimately led to my first sexual experience with a girlfriend of mine in her parents' cabin. The reason that they'd been so willing to allow two teenaged girls to use the cabin without adult supervision was because they knew my family wou...
After an extended long day, Samantha Daniels turned on the lights to her campus apartment she shared with her boyfriend. "Nick? Nick, I'm home." Silence. She frowned when there wasn't a reply and walked into the living room, throwing her bookbag on the couch. The last nine or so months had been draining; tests, classes, meetings with agents, book contrac...
My feather girl 01a -- A diamond in the rough LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin. Many thanks go to RF-Fast and thor_pf for...
The gnomish city of Sprocketville was a wondrous sight. Fluorescent signs dazzled visitors with their bright colors, attracting potential customers to purchase a few of the vendors' strange gadgets. Large machines were constantly clanging and whizzing and buzzing, some having a distinct purpose, others seemed to merely be for show. Mechanical vehicles zoomed...
Tom stood over the answering machine, staring at the blinking red light. A cool breeze stirred the balmy midsummer night, sweeping through his bayside mansion as waves gently lapped the shore below. Still as marble in his pressed white suit, he stared in deep thought for a long time, his dark eyes almost unblinking. Then, slowly, he reached out and tapped t...
known my doctor for a number of years and I trust him. So here I sit, finding myself lying to him. "Your blood pressure is up a little bit, Sam. Any changes in your life that might account for that?" "Umm, yeah. Work has been a bit stressful lately, Doctor." How would he have reacted if I would have said, "Actually, Doc, I'm fucking two young women less...
Thanx to those who have enjoyed, voted on and commented about the first four chapters of this on-going story. Please, if you like the tale, take the time to vote. As for comments? I live for them! The old home was palatial and discretely set away from the busy downtown. This suited both its owners and the community's economic and political elite, especi...
Well, if you are unhappy the way the voting went this year you can blame me. It's all my fault, every bit of it. In spite of the fact that I studied every candidate and issue up for vote this year and ignoring the inflammatory TV ads, I researched the people in great detail. I had written all the pertinent details in a notepad and carried the notepad with me...