"She's here," Jeff thought excitedly as his electric wheelchair wove its way amidst the dingy, cluttered tables. Being raised a Southern gentleman he placed his black velvet cowboy hat on his lap as a show of respect. With trembling fingers, he brushed his chocolate brown hair to the side. He thought he saw her sneak a look at him, a furtive glance out of...
Aphrodite was fed up. Not only was she the most beautiful and seductive of the Goddesses, born out of the beauty of the seas... but to be married to the most grotesque, homely and unmanly of the Gods! Hephaestus... she sneered her contempt at her absent husband. At the forge again! Oh, to be sure he was muscular enough on top, but with that gimp leg, blacke...
Authors Note: _Thank you for reading The P.A. I use pics in my stories quite a bit, they are there just to give an idea of the scene so will not always match up exactly with the story. This story is incest based and also deals with other kinks, namely BDSM. __I hope you enjoy the The P.A. Thanks for reading. Dansak . _ Further Note (29.10.2020): It’s been o...
This piece is a commission. All characters are over 18. It involves themes such as foot fetish, cuckolding, ahegao, hypnosis, non-con, and the mormon church. If you find any of that offensive or it doesn't tick your boxes this is probably not the story for you. I'll be using this account to upload commission pieces that have been requested of me. Generally,...
It was 3:58 AM and rain pitter-pattered steadily on the windows of the convent. Jessica awoke to almost pure darkness. There was no moonlight to illuminate her spartan room this evening. It had stormed on and off all night, but Jessica had slept like the dead. Her dreams had overwhelmed her with wanton Femdom lust. 'What the hell!?' She felt moisture on...
My humiliation was sublime as the jeering women clapped my approach to the caning bench, my cock rigid as I was led like a lamb to the slaughter by Myrna, her elegant mature form shimmering in the full-length black silk cloak; the erotic shape of her womanly buttocks teasing my eyes in the silk as she strode with magnificent deliberation. I was ordered to th...
We hadn’t seen each other in years. In High school we had dated but suddenly stopped, for reasons that were never really clear to me, but we had always been friends for the entire time we knew each other back then. She was always the girl I felt had been ‘the one’ and wondered about in my private moments. That girl you just can’t quite get out of your mind...
This is about a co-worker that I shall call Leslie and I. She and I are not lovers, just met in the galley one day and she gave me a ride home from work another day. As gratitude, I offered to take her out to dinner but she declined saying she had to get to a hospital to see a friend. I had heard that she had a boyfriend, but she has not mentioned one to me....
Learning to Let Go is an 8 part continuous series; so if you were naughty and skipped ahead I urge you to start at the beginning or the following may make little sense. Welcome to Part 3. ***** 2005 Nikki's house did not seem so different to all the others in the street except that it was larger, and had a lovely wooden door rather than a plastic one...
I am addicted to sex. I probably have been since I discovered my father's porn collection at 13. Even now I have been inspired to confess this by my lover- a married siren with a sadistic streak. I have found the time to write whilst waiting in for a sex toy to be delivered that I shall shortly be begging her to fuck me with. So yes. I am addicted to sex. I...