This story is dedicated to my father, a prisoner of the Japanese for four years in WWII. Sadly he died before I ever understood the things that he must have experienced. My lack of understanding no doubt contributed to the estrangement between us, and my inadequate attempts to reconcile prior to his death. As I researched the story, I found many accounts fr...
The sun was thankfully starting to set as we got closer to our camp. It was an unusually hot day in the mountains that day and feeling sweat dripping from my breasts and inner thighs all afternoon was not pleasant, at least under those circumstances. At least we recognized where we were by this point, just 30 minutes beforehand I was terrified and disorien...
It is recommended that you read the story "My night as a slave" first. I am Z, X is my online fuckbuddy. We switch taking turns to dominate each other, and our favorite kink is exhibitionism. This weekend, I am in my mistress's service, and she has ordered me to write this, entirely true, account of my day so far (Saturday). I am quite sure that many more or...
*This is the second part of "Dani's Songs", from the folio, "Thanks for the Memories." After succumbing to the warm, sensual welcome of her friends, a visiting fellow gets thoroughly claimed at dawn by the host. ** I wake up to the 2nd movement of Rachmaninoff's 2nd concerto. A digital clock says it's ten minutes to 4 in the morning. I burrow deeper into...
If you have a weak constitution, then you shouldn't read this chapter. It contains a mild rape scene. ~Breezy~ Chapter 3 As Meagan made her way down to her apartment, she realized that she didn't want to be alone tonight. Oh well, she thought, it's too late to go back. Just as she reached the third floor landing, she heard banging. She didn't really think...
Originally written for a contest: mixing horror, fantasy & erotica (limited to 1800 words) Iranne's Caller As the air around her cleared, the mage's breath came in small puffs of white vapors. The creature loomed in front of her shadowed in the light, covered in her companion's frozen blood but otherwise completely unaffected by her most powerful spel...
When you get right down to it I'm just your average sort of person. I'm not short or tall, ugly or gorgeous, dumb or brilliant. I'm average. You get a hundred average people and I'll be right there in the middle of them, the most average of the lot. Not that this bothers me. Would it bother the average person? No, and I am that average person. That is why w...
It's funny how sexual people manage to find each other. You can know a person for years, but (without fail) the adventurous types manage to find each other. It's like a gravity of sorts, I guess. This is the story of just such an occasion. I'd known Amber for years. She was like family, in a way. She was a friend of the family while we grew up, and she late...
The Four Tones of Ecstasy Aggressive Demanding Passive Willing Part One: Willing The Nuances of Ecstasy in a subtle Capture The morning light filters in through the partially open window and the sheer creamy gauze curtains flutter in the soft breeze. The faint morning sounds muted against the hum and whir of the overhead fan bring me out of my dreams. I...
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