I had been living with my wife for over a year. She was quite tall and slim and pretty too. Very sexy, very smart, but best of all, she loved to party. Being in a huge city, bars, people and music were never hard to find. Sitting at a bar drinking beer was one of our favourite pastimes. So we were out one night, drinking, laughing, dancing to crap music, l...
F.X. Copeland parked his truck across the street from the Enright's Colonial house. Real nice, these houses, Cope thought to himself. He had grown up on the other side of Buttermilk Falls, in the tenements, but his Daddy had done some of the work rehabbing the various stately mansions here on Buttermilk Hill, and Cope had helped a few times when he was a lit...
Three quick raps on her door jolted Lily out of her focused state. Hours spent in front of her computer and she was no closer to finding where she'd gone wrong. Throwing on a shirt and smoothing out her hair, she opened the door to her apartment with a wan smile. "Are you Selene...Fakename?" the delivery man asked, raising an eyebrow. He held a package wrap...
Previously, on I Dream of Demie: Hi, my name's Tom. I killed a man to summon a sex demon from Hell. She loves to smoke my pot, so she spared my life, stays with me, and occasionally we have incredible sex. Tonight she brought this hot chick home and we totally had a threesome...then she killed her. --- A New Couch I sat there, shocked, my lap covered in...
(This is a new story which I've also posted elsewhere. I hope you'll enjoy it but if watersports and power games aren't your thing, you may decide to give it a miss.) ***** Anne Glenson made her way through the sliding doors to reception and the receptionist, a girl of about twenty busily engaged in the important business of painting her nails, looked up....
Hey there, I saw some of the positive feedback, some questions like who the hell was Margret, well to answer you the question Margret was the original name for Barbra but ended up hating the name at the end of chapter one. Lewis slowly groaned as he was waking up. The sun was passing through the window, hitting his face. He twisted and turned in the bed. Tr...
This story came to me recently after observing one of my fellow travellers on a train. A young woman hobbled down the corridor and sat down very slowly and carefully opposite me. I fantasised what had happened to her and this's the result. There's some fetish content in it so if that upsets you please go elsewhere now! All characters are over the age of 18...
A few weeks removed from her rendezvous with Maria and her husband, Angela felt looser than she had in a while. She felt some sexual tension in the air at Maria's gorgeously decorated home, not least of all from seeing her in a ravishing dress and diaper. She and Maria had agreed to not discuss the incident at work. Fun as it was, they didn't want others t...
(It was the autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my new hobby of bird watching. In the grounds of Spathford Grange Academy for Girls I had been captured by five pretty 19 year old girls named Ingrid, Kasandra, Emily, Norika and Sarah. They had stripped me naked and had begun taking an interest in 'facesitting' me in their dormitory and mak...
Mary sat on the front stairs the same way she always did, waiting for the mail to arrive. She breathed deeply the scent of the old house. The sweet musty odor of the basement permeated the broken cold air return and blended itself with the smell of freshly dried varnish from the steps. Mary found comfort in this marrying of smells. Mary had always lived in...