Twenty-three females and a male braved the wind and rain on the wind-swept desolate west coast of Barren Island to hear the public lecture by visiting sex therapist, Dr Camille Hunter. A celebrated feminist, lesbian and mother of four, the charismatic 43-year-old draws huge crowds wherever she speaks on the international lecture circuit – but the small town...
I have worked at the clinic for some years now. When I first came through these doors I was a young medical student about to donate my sperm. I was nervous and shy but driven on mainly by my need for some extra money earned quickly and, well, easily. I little realised that this place would become such an important part of my future professional life. Within...
"I love old fashioned discipline, Sir... manacles..." she taunted. "Educated men who know what they want... and who won't blush or go squeamy when they get what they want." "Squeamy...great word. But be careful what you wish for." The next Friday, I brought home a leather collar, like a dog collar, but with silver chains running to adjustable nipple clamps...
(Written for my good friend who goes by the online name Stuffy Dog. He came up with the scenario and the characters belong to him. This was my first real attempt writing characters that were not my own. I don't think I did as well as I could have, but he seemed pleased with it at least.) *** "Another day, another grind. After completing another arduous shi...
M was dressed up, and her face made. Her chamber maid, Marie, a couple of years older than M herself, had done her best to make M look stunning yet ladylike. And for no reason less than that she would today meet her future husband, Sir G, for the first time. Her future husband was a man who could save M's father from a financial disaster. A rich man, willin...
When I was younger, I dated women solely on how they looked - and for whatever reason, my brain was wired to be attracted to short, busty women. I never seemed to date any woman for very long - probably because my only criterion in pursuing a woman was the ratio of her breast size to her height. I dated one woman for almost a year - she actually had a dreadf...
Coming out to Kate's parents had been easier than either of us thought, I wasn't so sure about my parents. I knew the days, weeks and months ahead were going to be difficult. They would turn out to be a rollercoaster of ups and downs and of emotions. As expected my parents weren't over the moon when I introduced them to Dee. My father stormed out saying. "...
This is a satire of some of the stories that appear in the loving wives section. Be warned this story contains a white wife having sex with multiple black men, with some cuckolding elements. If this offends you then, please read on and you may call me a closet homosexual in the comments after. I have tried to make the story as clichéd and outrageous as possi...
Leslie was instantly attracted to the male martian. Even though his body was the color of terracotta and covered in a coarse, rust-tinted fuzz, he had a face that made her long for the boys of her youth—the gosh, ma'am, you sure are pretty types that opened doors for her and then in the privacy of backseats peeled off her blouses like they were made of butte...
Landica, Book I, Croft Prologue Fabresio Croft was born a poor boy in the north. At the age of nineteen, a war with the Western Realms began. Fabresio joined his king's army. After just five years, Fabresio had become a military leader, it was his garrison that broke the line, his garrison the conquered the Western Capitol. Because he showed bravery and s...