I was on my lunch-break when I saw them, the most beautiful shoes in the world. They were red, a shade darker than blood, and they captivated my. They were exquisitely shaped, the heels were tall and elegant, then curving down, with the grace of a wave, to the toe. The detail was gorgeous: at first they looked plain red, but as I walked closer to the window...
Chapter 03a Hungers ***** Another big thank you to my editor, AsylumSeeker! As ever, I'm grateful for your suggestions and advice. The story so far... Angela and Gwen, best buddies from San Diego, California, are on holiday in Fuerteventura, staying at a timeshare owned by Gwen's parents. Less than twelve hours ago, Angela awoke to find she had a fully-d...
The story begins with X. X is what one would typically refer to as a normal man, a sane man. Of course he is strong, and devilishly charming. Wonderful with both women and men, although is interests lie much more with women, shunning his own gender out of the polite masculine disgusts that makes most men prefer women. To prefer the company of men is one thin...
My first blog of the day was long, describing the events at the restaurant the night before combined with my intimate thoughts of entering this new lifestyle full time. As I typed, I knew Nick would be pleased. I reflected on my life before I had met Nick, what my view of all of this would have been then, what I knew other women would think of all of it. An...
Katie unlocked the door to Tom's penthouse apartment. It may have only had two bedrooms, but it was enormous, with floor to ceiling windows and views over the city. It was minimalist and incredibly tidy. Katie closed the door and ran around exploring the amazing place. The difference between his apartment and the tiny concrete cell that he was currently lock...
(This is my first story submission. I hope you like it) * He was only one of few left from a population of ten billion. Like the other scouts, he had been entrusted with ten years of genetic research and development. They had been sent out in various directions from their home planet to find a suitable place to re-populate their race because their planet w...
We have a routine when we meet new swingers. We like to meet for a drink. We have been doing this long enough to know that we shouldn't even plan dinner. Dating was hard enough when it was one on one. When you are looking for chemistry between four different people it really is next to impossible. It had gotten so impossible we hadn't even really been that...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Thank to everyone who takes the time to vote and comment, I appreciate all of the people who read this series. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. * The week flew by for Cat, who seemed to rush from one thing to the next and seemed to always be running late. Her hunt team was rapidl...
At this point in the evening, I was still pleasantly damp from my shower, a towel draped across my shoulders. Wandering back into the living room, I had my eyes fixed on the plain black box that sat within the cabinet. The glowing blue letters of Sony were emblazoned on the front, the red 'ready' light blinking away as it responded to it's connection to the...
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...