Dr. Beatrice Fullerton is a Harvard-educated and Boston-based psychiatrist dedicated to healing the human mind, especially when it comes to the treatment of addictions of a sexual nature. She's recently published a nonfiction expose on the converge of feminism, BDSM, sexual addiction and female empowerment. Female Domination As Part Of Natural Evolution by D...
He couldn't help but gasp at the sight that greeted him as the hatch door opened. The woman he had known was changed in ways he couldn't begin to fathom. It seemed a whole different person had entered here with him only a month ago; Now gone were the sparkling hazel eyes, the short and sensible hair, the lithe body of a trainee. This creature in front of him...
In 1958 Bess Armstrong was 18 years old. She lived in a small town in the mid-west. It was one of those towns that had one of everything, one police station, one main street, one library, one public school, the type of place where nothing really happens and life seems stalled in a mundane limbo. Bess really hated it there, she felt like she just didn't fit i...
After a few beers and chicken wings, I left Jim at Gunny's. As I got up to leave I handed him an envelope and told him to give me a half hour then come over to my hotel room. As I left I wondered if he would go through with this. In the envelope was a pair of black nylon full brief panties with a note that said "Put these on before you come over", Sara. Aft...
As Nardion removed his cock from my ass, I had to smile. I turned and kissed him remembering that day so long ago when as my teacher he had removed my clothes and started me down the path that I still walk. "I need to run little slut, but I will see you later.' He said zipping up his pants as he turned toward the door. I looked around the small café of our...
Rose decided that she should use her cell phone to order take out pizza. She also decided that they could stop to pick it up on the way to her apartment. After roger retrieved the pizza, she drove straight to a tall concrete condo building near the Governmental plaza. "Nice place," Roger said upon seeing the inside. "Corporate welfare," Rose explained. "It...
"The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense." Tom Clancy *** I had lived through the era of free love and cheap dope. So in January 1976, when I moved to my newest town to resurrect my career and my life, I thought I knew all there was to know about sex. Problem was I really didn't know anything. Then, in my third month of unint...
I was a pretty wild teenager, by the standards of my family and many of my friends. Although I attended a Catholic school, and made good grades, I drank beer, drag raced my car, and worked very hard at trying to have sex with every attractive girl I saw. I was always told I was a good looking guy, with a pleasant personality and I guess it was true, becau...
She was new to the apartment complex. He had seen her move in, and noticed the small amount of furniture and boxes, wondering if it could be real that a woman might be a minimalist like himself. She was cute too. She had auburn chestnut hair that fell just below her shoulders and had a bouncy wave to it, and lightly tanned skin and a petite, yet full figure....
Rydia led the man to the inn where they took a room. She closed and locked the door behind her, preventing any unwanted interruptions. The man could only stare at her, not believing what was happening. To be in the presence of this woman was all he could handle. "Relax, I'm going to ease your suffering," Rydia took out her rainbow sword. The man started to...