At the end of chapter 1, I confessed I was divided in mind about how the tale should end, and asked for comments. Quite a few suggested I leave it as it was, finished in one episode, and I admit to being tempted. But the implication that there would be an ending seemed an obligation. Some said, "take your time," others said, "don't make us wait." The theme s...
This is the third chapter of a ten-chapter story. We resume the story from Chapter 2, when Mr. Criens took Sally to a party filled with fancy people. Entertainment was provided by a live band and a hypnotist, and one of the women, Susan, was hypnotized into performing sexual favors for any man holding the right kind of playing card. ******* I watched Suza...
Author's note. As with all my stories, they are largely based on fact, with some embellishments to make them, hopefully, enjoyable reading. A very kind critic proposed that I had written myself into a corner in this series and I thank them for their constructive criticism, however when writing largely based on truth you are bound by that truth. Please...
The envelope was with the daily mail, addressed to me with no return address. I opened the package and put the DVD into my laptop. I watched as one of my fantasies unfolded on the screen: me fucking my roommate, Elle. Elle is a friend from college days who is also recently divorced. She moved into my house several months ago. I wanted her bad while we were...
Nicole's Note: This story opens with maledom, but the next chapter will mix things up a little bit. ;) In the real world, consensual nonconsent requires deep trust, as well as much more setup than the fantasy we play with here bothers with. Keep in mind that it is a fantasy. I'm sure the dryads and plantgirls will make that easy enough. ;) ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ N...
It was a pleasant stroll in the sunshine. Randolph Trevais, unused to the bustle of London, was pleased by the greenness and comparative quiet of the many lawned oases within the great city. Finsbury Circus was no exception and he looked with pleasure at the City's planting, the great London Plane trees and the bowling green in the middle of the circular pa...
"Christ, Bob!" snaps Julie. You just sigh as you feel your skinny cock throb and spurt into the condom next to her bottom. "What about me?" "I'm sorry, honey. You're just too sexy! I came so fast!" you say, blushing in embarrassment that you couldn't fuck your own wife for more than 30 seconds. "Are you some fucking teenager dweeb?!" She spits as she glare...
SOMETIMES A MAN HAS TO DO WHAT A MAN HAS TO DO Dear readers. The last story I published had the cheaters suffering fairly badly. One commenter hoped I'd got the angst out of my system. After reading this one, you should have the answer to that. In case you haven't twigged yet, the readers of the LW section of this website include hard core BTBs, satisfie...
Chapter 1: An Acquired Taste A vibration on the balcony floor lifts me out of a light sleep. The droning of rush-hour traffic drifts up from the streets below. I grope for the phone underneath my recliner, taking care not to knock over the half-empty bottle of chardonnay I left there in the shade. Shielding the screen from the late afternoon sun, I read the...
Author's note: If you've read my other stories, you know that BDSM ends up being involved. This is a story I've had for a while and wanted to share that doesn't involve TS/TG/TV elements. It might in the future but the characters haven't shown any indication of that to me yet. Comments and (constructive) criticism are always welcome! Please let me know what...