Continuation of this story that involves forced fem, forced bi, discipline, humiliation and submission. Not your thing, move on to another story. * We got back to her house and she opened the car door and let me out. I followed her into the house and she went and set down in her chair and I just stood there in front of her. 'Present sissy boy.' I droppe...
How to write an erotic story? I write fiction. I write erotica. I write erotic fiction. Now locked in that particular genre for the past five years, that's all that I write. So, being that this is a how to story, specifically how do you write an erotic story, shall we begin? Honestly, I don't have a clue how to write an erotic story, I just do without thin...
I saw the boat in the horizon. It was the only boat in the lake, and it was nearby the house dock. I knew it was his. This late afternoon brought the beautiful views of the summer sun, with its orange and golden rays that reflected on the tops of the thick trees on the other side of the banks and reflecting upon the crystal water of the lake. The calm wat...
I did go back the next morning. And it was strange. Belinda's mum opened the door, friendly as she always was, and showed me into the sitting room where Fran and Belinda were sitting. Belinda had a pad on her knees and was taking notes while Fran talked about Jane Eyre. Nothing unusual about the scene except that Belinda was sitting exactly where Fran – Trix...
Author's Cautionary Note: This is fiction. No animals were hurt writing this, nor were any of the characters, although there are several rather severe spankings, among other libertine activities. Needless to say none of the people are real. However the characters do engage in one dangerous activity. They walk and/or play in the forest without any clothes (pa...
Warning: This does contain material involving same sex relations, if you are offended by this in any way then don't read it. This is only for fun, and not meant for anything else. * * * * * Well where to begin. I'm not too sure when I first started to realize I had these feelings for my instructor but as I noticed as each day had passed that recently I cou...
Part 4 - Homecoming Emily strolled through the streets of town casually, the warm sun baking her chest and body. The reason she listed her chest specifically separate from the rest of her body was because she had about every button of her not really existent uniform open, showing her red velvet bra that also was not really there and her incredibly large bos...
I woke up the next morning with serious "wine breath". I was in my bed and staring at the ceiling. I glanced out my open bedroom window and saw not a single tree branch or leaf was moving—it was another hot, sweltering day. I had overslept, as it was almost 11:23 in the morning. My sheet was curled up next to me, apparently I had pushed it as far away as I...
I groaned my frustration as my wife pulled her well lubricated fingers out of my burning, tingling ass. At least her other slippery hand continued to stroke my dick, slowing but not pausing. I heard the cap on the Astroglide snap open and I knew she was lubing up a dildo as a replacement for her fingers in my now nicely stretched anus. She ran her hand over...
This is a continuation of an imagined story - many of the elements are true, but the events are fiction. * Elizabeth sat in the rental car's other front seat as her husband drove, picking up someone he had met on the beach yesterday. Arriving at one of the newer vacation complexes, tucked behind the final ridge line one crossed on a dirt road to reach the...