Author's Note: This was written as a task for my wife who has been dominating me for about 4 months. She realizes that I am curious and set me to write this task to embarrass me. My second task is to upload it here for you all to read and comment on. ***** As I knelt on the floor of the hotel bedroom, I wondered how it had ended up like this. It was suppo...
My wife went nuts and moved to Oregon to find herself. After the divorce was final, I decided to move nearer to my family to make things a little easier for my daughter and me. We found a reasonable (that is, small) place in Rochester in time to settle in before the school year started, and I started looking for students. Teaching piano and guitar, you have...
In this chapter we're finally getting somewhere with the story. It's nice to write something with a bit more substance at last, after so many pointless sex scenes. Wow, sure feels weird saying that on a site like this... ***** It was time. Today the bronze-skins would come to the mine to deliver supplies, and I would get to prove myself valuable in negoti...
Hi folks. I'd like to hear some feedback on my stories. I want them to be the best stories for you. So please, comment away! * Eric and Alan finished up the dishes. They took their time at it to make the girls wait for them. They had served them a very erotic dinner snack and were now awaiting them in the bedroom. They decided to give them a bit of their o...
Monday "I'll tell you what the problem is, he's small! Like really really small!" claimed Jess in a hushed voice over her coffee. "Didn't you see him before you got married?" I asked. "Well yeah, but I thought he was flaccid! I didn't think that was it!" Jess had just come back from her honeymoon. We'd met at Starbucks for a catch up and the conversation...
I was saved by a per-nuptial when I divorced Emily. I had to divorce her because she was sleeping regularly with her boss. Incidentally his name was also Mike. That didn't help but the pre-nuptial did. I was a rich guy after my father died suddenly, but I was also a very busy guy. My dad ran a huge construction company and I was a mid-level manager in his co...
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. I don't own any of the Pokemon used in this story. I request all future fan-game makers to please ask me for permission before using any of the new attacks that I might have created. Will give due credits at the end of each chapter to the artists of the Fakemon that I might use here. I think it's allowed, because I'm not mak...
I grew up in a small, conservative town in Texas. It was kind of a one-horse town with barely a traffic light, where everybody knew everybody and everybody's business. Boring beyond belief and I escaped as fast as I could. My husband and I married very young. They said it would never last and maybe it shouldn't have, but here we are over 40 years later. He'...
The bass pulses around me as I dance alone within the writhing mass of bodies. That's all they are, bodies, props for our game. Smoke machines fill the air as strobe lights distort the close space. Moving to the beat is like breathing. My hips slink from one side to the other, attracting admiring glances, you notice of course. You always notice. Your gaze ha...
I was standing in the lingerie department at a major department store when I heard that voice say, "Did you find everything alright, Hon?" It may not sound that unusual, but I'm a 24 year old guy, buying a pink bra and panty set for myself, and I knew the woman working there, she was my English teacher from high school. I started wearing panties in my earl...