Under normal circumstances, I would have thought it odd that a statuesque redhead would be waking me in what appeared to be my room in Ms Marjorie's house. These were hardly normal circumstances though. The IV tube leading from my arm, coupled with a severe ache in my abdomen confirmed that something strange was going on. You see, the spathic, though aged vi...
Probably my last fact-based story, happening during the four years before I finally got married for the second, and last, time. My first marriage didn't last for various reasons, but I am not going into that. I've ended this with a "cliff-hanger"! Obviously, I know how the events ended, but I'd really be curious to know what YOU think I found when I went ro...
Prologue Jack stared into the barrel of the gun, mesmerized by its inherent power. The dark steel seemed to absorb the light, and even hope itself, as if the weapon knew that its actions were truly irrevocable. Jack looked into its single black eye for an eternity, allowing himself to be seduced by it. Willing himself to overcome his fears. Fighting his fig...
This is about how a young man's submissive nature is awakened by a mysterious woman he meets in the library. He's out of control and she becomes the stabiliser he didn't know he needed. It's going to be fairly slow paced so it might not be your thing if you're looking for something to get you off. ********** This is the story of how I found my true sexual...
If you've enjoyed the story, please leave a comment or a vote, and I will take it as an indication to continue the story. Cheers! =) ___________________________________ Genzo tapped his foot impatiently as he rode the elevator to Noboru's penthouse. His instructions had been to arrive promptly at eight and by 8:10 none of his calls had been answered. Fortu...
Arkady is not a popular person, and she loves it. It gives her time to read. Arkady is the best forensic language analyst in the blue states. Her time is occupied with codes, patterns, research, and puzzles. She is not capable of anything else. At a younger age she was thought to have a learning disability, but to her great luck, her mother called bullshit...
Ch 08: Tuesday A few quick notes: 1. this is the eighth chapter of a longish story, a novel in many chapters 2. everyone is 18+ 3. there is no safe sex here - cause it's a fantasy, not an instruction manual 4. crossdressing and gender bending, not everyone's cuppa tea - be forewarned I'm sorry for sounding so stupid back there. For sounding like I'd never...
Life after my Divorced 7 Let me introduce myself, I'm twenty-nine years old, I have black hair with an olive complexion. People describe me as having an exotic look. I would not say, I'm a skinny little thing, I would describe myself as having a little meat in all the right places. I'm 5 foot 8 inches and weigh about 140 pounds. I am most proud of my long s...
During my early 30's, I worked for a while as a painter and decorator on a house owned by a guy called Garry. He was an odd man, pudgy with narrow sly eyes and glasses. Retired from accounting in his early 40's, he had made or scammed a good few million and moved into property management. He owned several large houses in the area and rented them out to profe...
A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years.... Story Five -- Tales from the Pussy Posse: Another notch on the belt... "Baby you're so ready for it," I said, urgently begging the reluctant Mary Francis, as I nuzzled a tender spot behind her ear. I felt her breath hot on my neck as her hand moved down to stroke...