Warning: This story purposefully takes many liberties with Catholicism. If this offends you please do not read this story. * It was the most ridiculous of spectacles: his sweet pink mouth, plump lips, receding blond hair mixed with new pure-white tilted back, throat open to receive that long, slim phallic-symbol. His white collar and black shirt and pants...
Travis wandered through the Megamart, heading on a roundabout path to the men's clothing department. He did it on purpose, cutting into the smaller aisles through the petites and women's departments, subtly sneaking peeks into the racks and displays of sleepwear, lingerie, and panties and bras of all sizes. Like other teenage guys, he already had a consuming...
The beat up old car chugged up the driveway with labored putters. Mindy peered through the windshield in awe as she soaked in the view. She had driven passed high gates that opened up to grand lawn filled with perfectly trimmed hedges that guided the path. Every few feet was met with an elegant hedge statue of figures in classical poses as if they were part...
"Looks essential for a summer picnic!" The submissive teased; her red hair striking in the afternoon Sun. She brattishly taunted. Her ruby lips curled into a playful grin as her words struck the dominant, unmoved by the rascal. "It's my father's scarf, I may need it. You better behave," was the only explanation the youthful Miss Anna gave as the woollen garm...
Chapter Three - From the perspective of Alex I opened the web browser and went to CL.com. I'd already thought through our scene friends and none seemed like the right fit for Sarah's training tonight. Some newbies might be fun to play with. But it had to be a challenge, or it would be a boring swing session. We aren't swingers. I hated the pretend submissi...
Sara knew it was a bad idea right from the start, but something about it appealed to her wild side. One thousand and one sexual encounters in one thousand and one days. The idea had come to her after reading portions of The Book of a Thousand Nights and a Night. In the book, King Shahryar's wife is unfaithful, so he kills her. Believing all women to be unfai...
It had happened to me once before; many years ago. Ages before, I had experienced a similar set of feelings. The feeling that my body did not belong to me and that I shared it with someone else. That it was like a third party, an inanimate object that my mind could leave, and look back upon. Yes, it had happened in my late teens and now it was happening aga...
The streets of downtown were crawling with different types of people and different kinds of excitement. It's a completely opposite place to the suburbs, which is where Jake was from. He walked down the street and looked at the all the absurdly tall buildings, the odd sights and most of all, the people. So many people were crawling the streets and doing their...
On many occasions in my life I have pondered a particular question that remains unanswered or at least is not answered satisfactorily. I've often heard people ask the question 'Why do I have a fetish?' and this is invariably an objective question looking for an explanation of individual behaviour. Most responses fit into a few obvious categories -- because y...
Author's Note: This story involves Non-human sex between a female and a candlestick, idea taken from "Beauty and the Beast". However, I have not named the candlestick as they did in the Disney version. Enjoy! -------------------------------------- Kristen had been right, the pleasant weather seemed to have melted away, and she was quite sure that it was go...