The Skin Ball Part One: The Bet *********** THE AURORA CAFÉ *********** If there was one party at Green College that defined Jessa West’s four years, it was the Skin Ball. That one night, more than any other, was the one that she remembered years later, the one that shaped her more than any professor, the one that taught her more about herself than any c...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no underage characters. This is a Halloween contest story. Please vote. * Ghosts come out to play on Halloween "Well, here we are," said John, the Mayor's assistant, pulling up to the house. A typical politician, he was a gray-haired, portly man in his late fifties with darting eye...
I started early in our married life praising my wife for following "the rules". I chose some of the rules so they would be easy to follow. She liked a clean house anyway so it was a rule that she had to clean it every day. She went to the gym anyway so it became a rule. She refused to let me go down on her unless she was freshly showered so it was a rule tha...
My middle daughter, Allison, and her three kids were entertaining guests at my waterfront home. I've been a widower for a few years, and all four of my kids still come by often to play at the old homestead. Frequently they bring friends along. I only have a few simple rules; one of which is that little kids cannot be left unattended at the beach. Lisa Mu...
When Gretchen and I got back to the United States, Gretchen went back to work at her public relations firm and I went back to my job at the bank. Of course I eagerly took advantage of my regained freedom and did all of the things that I wasn't able to do as a slave. I ate whenever I felt like it. I slept whenever I felt like it. I showered whenever I felt...
Hello everyone, I want to thank all who have read, voted and commented on my story. This is a work of fiction and fantasy. The events depicted within, did not and should not happen in real life. Any similarities to real people and places is strictly coincidental. All characters in my story are above the age of 18. I do realize that what happens in this ser...
I work as a cog in the machine for a gigantic corporation, with thousands of people working on my campus. The long hours on the job required by corporate life, the late night coffee breaks provides opportunities to get close to women around campus. This is where I met Alison. Alison is a group leader for department similar to mine but in a different sector...
House As a junior in college, I had ended up sharing a house with three terrific women. Although they were looking for a female roommate, I had managed to convince them, that for safety reasons, it was always good to have a visible man around. They were skeptical but insecure enough to go with it, and I had ended up with a great furnished room at a terrifi...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows,...
It had been days since Charles departed from our first encounter. Madame Wolfe, the proprietor of Company House, to which all we courtesans reside, entered my room. She was a curvy woman probably always has been and that's what made her a very successful courtesan. Success for a courtesan means how in demand you are. Myself, I had just finished bathing and...