We met online, on a website specializing in erotica. No surprise there, because both of us were looking for something, some way to connect with other like-minded folks, and to have some influence on the sexual currents we negotiate daily. It started with simple comments regarding erotica she had posted, and grew into an extended conversation. Both of us wer...
It started when Carla, my hot sexy wife went away on a spa break a few days with some of her girlfriends. Carla is 40 (I'm 48), has blonde hair, blue eyes, 34DD tits and a curvaceous ass. She works long hours in a busy office as a manager, I work in a local library and my job is far less stressful than hers. And her job has definitely taken its toll on our s...
This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the Constitution...
Check out Chapter One if you want this to make any sense. Even then, it still doesn't make much sense, but it's been damn fun writing. Thanks for all the kind words. I'll keep at this story-line if you guys are digging it. ***** It took Penny almost two weeks to fashion a mask from various fabrics, creating a form-fitting hood that wrapped her head and sna...
I laid my head back against the car seat peering at the scenery passing by me. The sky was bright blue with just a few wispy clouds and the sun shone intensely. I shook my head unable to fathom God's irony. The day should have been cold -- and miserable -- and wet to reflect my mood. Along with my inadequate body, the news I had just received had broken my s...
(To the reader: This is one in a string of many correspondences between a former professor and myself. It started out to be just a harmless little distraction for myself, to break up the day. It became so much more, so unrepentantly.) She giggled uneasily as she taped the envelope to the English Professor's door. "I wonder how long it will take before he f...
He ripped another Kleenex from the box on his desk. A red hot message would often be waiting for him in his Inbox, daring him to open it when he got into the office first thing. If he was in early enough and there was no-one else around, he would indulge. Otherwise he'd have to wait until the evening until he got some private time at home. But this morning...
Mickey was home from college. I had forgotten. For a year now I had been coming home from the office to work from the den. There was no-one around the house until Shelly got home from work around 5:30 and I liked the peace and quiet. I had poured my usual glass of bourbon on the rocks, it was a secret indulgence I allowed myself. Shelly had quit drinking and...
Darbe led the grinning assassin down a winding labyrinth of corridors, access shafts and more corridors. He finally stopped at a non-descript doorway with the same faint outline as the bridge's door. He looked over his shoulder at Diego who returned the gaze with one of cherubic innocence. "What?" said Diego, struggling to keep the impish grin from returni...
Working on a new exhibit in the Hands On Museum, the people in charge have brought the two of us together. You have been brought in for your computer expertise and skill with virtual reality. I am to be the exhibit. The newest exhibition in the museum is to be on human sexuality, and a special room is being added for a special purpose. When I meet you and s...