My name? I cannot really remember, it's like a dark cloud shields it from my mind's eye. If anyone must call me anything then call me Bael. What am I? I cannot answer that either, my mind is unclear and everything related to my personal past seems lost to me, almost as though it were sealed away. What is my gender? This I can answer; I am both, male and fema...
[Although its not strictly necessary, I do believe it is best to read the original "Not My Type" storyline before delving into Rhiannon's story - there is a lot of character background and development there which I've chosen not to rehash in these upcoming chapters - in my mind it's really all one story anyway. I hope you enjoy the new directions I chose to...
Part 2, is a continuation of my lightly fictionalized account of my experience with a much younger, sexy girl that I guided into being a highly sexed, deliciously dirty bimbo. Like the first chapter, the story bounces back and forth between the first weekend I met "Emilee" and later, about six weeks into our relationship. Any resemblance to real people is no...
Chapter Eleven Joshua swore as he turned for the sixth time that night, his tail hitting the night stand as his paws lost purchase on the silk bed sheets. Goddamn tradition. He thought, resting his head back on the pillow. Unlike most nights when he would normally sleep as a man, Oak River tradition proclaimed that during the mating moon all males shoul...
You know, the whole gunners and mines thing? That was bullshit. Fair weather bullshit. Kiwa liked mines in theory. Low ceilings. Poor visibility on both ends. General monster hostility on the whole spectrum of "I feast on human souls." to "Ah, a human!" was low. Monsters in the mines liked to mind their own business, pun intended. They would only attack...
Emma's been regularly doing glory holes in the city sex shop. Initially it was for the money as shes a student, but now its her daily addiction to fun. After the most recent session, we were eating takeaway when just by chance, Emma fucked a group of Italian businessmen. One made an offer of $10,000 for Emma to travel interstate for a week-long gangbang. I...
I loved teaching and my students. Out of the hundred or so students I taught each semester I would make friends with a few of them. Our relationships stayed professional and I made it a point to not socialize with them until they were no longer my student. I usually dreaded the end of the semester, but that year I couldn't wait for it to end. Paula bought t...
"Okay, I'll bite. I'm still a little confused about what happened last night after I blacked out, but I can talk this out over breakfast, guys. You're all my guests, if you're hungry and want some yourselves," I offered anyone who wanted to eat a chance at my expense. "Ah, don't sweat it. I've covered the whole thing last night and this morning. I took over...
Please please write something to me either here as a comment or through my profile. Every little word from someone reading my stories is wonderful. ***** Mao Meiliang starred with disbelief around her as their minivan taxi slowly drove through the busy evening streets of Bangkok. She and her team had taken a late flight and were no heading for the hotel "T...
"Sweet Persephone," he murmurs in my ear. His cock is hard and presses between my cheeks through layers of cotton and wool. "I cannot wait. I must have you now." My priorities are different, but I can multitask. "As you wish, Professor," I say, parting my legs and lifting my skirt. I bend over, leaning on the table with the translations in front of me. His...