In a large room of an artist's studio, somewhere lost within one of the many suburbs of Kyoto, a boy watched an older woman, red paint up to her elbows, in the act of crimsoning a succubus. The studio looked out on the courtyard which the building itself was built around. The sun, at that moment overhead, blazed down upon the mossy wet vines that clung to t...
Part 3 We sat on the floor for at least half hour, most of that not talking him just holding me. He got up and grabbed a bottle of water from the side. "Drink and don't worry its just water." He said. I gulped the water down and thank him for it. He walked over and kissed me on the head. He then untied the rope still attached to my balls from the hook and...
In the previous story involving the birthday swatting of the nude sales lady I had noted some scars on her back from previous thrashings, something all my new workmates had endured, but still awaited my thirty years if I stayed on at the job until my birthday in January. My husband on telling of the naked birthday and accompanying ritual swatting had suggest...
This is a continuation of Black Controlled Society, Parts 1 and 2. Please read those stories for background to this part. This is a story of fiction and all characters are 18 years and older. The Exam Twenty year old tommie was led to a medical exam room by a tall, thin, cute aide. She was in her early twenties, about 5'10" and 115 lbs. She was wearing tig...
CHAPTER NINE: Strike Dear Mistress and Cure his Heart Martin Coombes trembled in anticipation of the packet in his pocket. How he managed to walk in the shop, order the Marlboro Lights and pay for them without fainting he didn't know; but now his heart was hurting it was banging so fast. He had cigarettes. He kept saying it to himself. It thrilled him to k...
I met Matt in a basement bar below a cheap hotel in Kensington. My first impression of him was that he was rather fat, my second was that he was a cheapskate. He asked if I was hungry, and when I said yes, he bought me a bag of crisps! Still, he also bought me three large Proseccos, and as it was a quiet Wednesday evening, I agreed to go back to his room wi...
With a leisurely deep drag on a 120 cigarette, Julie's opal-shaped blue eyes drifted down to the fashion magazine laying open in her lap. My tongue rapidly flicked in and out of her vagina, while she absentmindedly turned the pages of the magazine, and then exhaled a long tight cone of smoke. Wisps of smoke hung above her, like tiny white clouds. The smell...
Note- Batman and other characters are owned by DC Comics not I. This is just a parody of those mentioned and is not written for monetary gain. I have tried to capture the kitsch of the sixties show which I adore. Dedicated to Adam and Yvonne as always. xxx A pleasant evening in Gotham City, but an evening that seems relatively quiet is no guarantee against...
With the down turn in the economy, Susan's husband of four years lost his job. They lived in a small modest house and with Susan's income and Bill's unemployment checks; the couple was able to stay above water. After a month or so, Susan began to notice a changed in Bill's behavior. One day while at work, she called her mom to discuss her concerns. "Do you...
*Author's note: I've been reading stories on this site for a long time but finally decided to write one myself. Hope you like it. ***** Gilbert Johnston sat at his desk, aimlessly twirling his pencil as he stared at a picture of himself and Sam. Samantha Johnston nee O'Daly was his wife of ten years. Sometimes he still couldn't believe he'd gotten so damn...