Sasha turned off the satellite uplink she had been using to both track and communicate with Darryl, then slowly laid her head down on the desk in his room and started to scream into a pillow. What kind of total fucking moron was she, exactly? Here she was, sitting on a hair trigger pussy that needed a big, fat dragon dick, with her boyfriend about to fly bac...
I "Shahji, you look unwell," Naziran coyly stood in front of Haqnawaz and tried to get his attention, "would you like me to do something for you?" Haqnawaz indeed did not look or feel well. His world was changing rapidly and the new reality in his brother's life was the major reason for this shift. Since he had taken her virginity a few weeks ago, Naziran...
Author's Note: This is once more a Tale of the Macabre -- joining its sister story, Future Reservations, in the erotic horror section. There are elements of body horror, unwilling transformation, rape and it does not end happily. If that is not your cup of tea, then please, check out any of my other stories. Though, as a note, it is completely unconnected (p...
This is a story that has been kicking around in my head for more than a year. An email exchange with a fellow author on this site who likes the older/younger genre pushed me into finally getting it down in pixels. So, this story is dedicated to her. I hope she likes it. For those looking for a quick jerk story, hit the back key. This isn't one of those. "Bi...
Author's Note: Mistress Pepper and Sophie are "anonymized" versions of me and my slave-girl. The real me. All of my stories are (or should I say will be) my memories of a session with a sub. Thus, they are true stories. Only in this version details have been changed to protect the sub. I do live in Mobile about 10 months of the year (the remaining two I spe...
1993-94: Homeback Confidential Not much sex in the first part of this story. Much more feelings than fuckings, as this is an account of my return home after Operation "Restore Hope" in Somalia. It was the moment in which I experienced the strongest feelings ever, the real turning point in my life. The story starts in October 1993 in the burning desert of ce...
1994: Expanding our game: Fun with the Friends Ch. 1 1 - Marco Karin and I were so much intimate that we felt frustrated we couldn't get even closer. Or so we thought. One of the funny examples of Karin unexpected shyness, was her reluctance to tell me stories from her kinky past. She wasn't proud of it, and she was afraid I could lose respect for her. Th...
"Siobhan," Cillian moaned. His hands fisted in her hair, the setting sun glinting off the red highlights, so bright against the sea of emerald grass around them. His beautiful woman looked up at him, blue eyes sparkling with mischief, but her soft lips kept going. His tunic was off now and she kissed the ridges of his abdomen, softly teasing, nipping at him...
This is the continuation of the story REPORTING. It covers the recent lives of ten women who reside in Houston, but focuses principally on three of those women. It is best read in conjunction with the background of Parts 1 to 3, but stands on its own if you as a reader wish to follow that approach. The story really is all about "WHY" and not so much how and...
Bartered Orgasms with Agonies of Faith (Part One. Possibly stand alone.) (An "adult" read of more than 10,000 words. This is an effort to touch on the implications of whoring in periods of social tumult and political upheaval. There are no pretensions of expertise in the history and culture of South Africa. The author is acquainted, however, with knowledg...