"Yes, I'm your toy. I love you Tim, I know we just met but right now if you asked I would transfer to your college, move in with you and fuck you morning and night just to feel like this all the time. If my butt and you peeing in my mouth is what it takes those are both sacrifices I'm ready to make." I said as I kissed his face and neck. And at that moment a...
Sawyer and Ashley walked hand in hand following Rori and Chase back towards the Pack House when Chairman Coffey caught up with them. "We need to do the ceremony soon," he said. "We can do it on the front porch where everyone who wants can witness it," Sawyer replied. He was thrilled with how things had transpired; they had rescued Donna, proven the guilt of...
"Paul? You don't have to invite us to dinner every Sunday." "I know. We just like having you guys come over." "You're already on tap to win 'Best Brother of the Year" award again, so it's not like you need to keep looking out for me." "Abby? I know you can take care of yourself—and Trevor. That's never even been a concern. But you're my sister. We're fami...
**SATO** Ms. Sato had an unmistakable knock: three loud, sharp, evenly-spaced raps. Dr. Tanaka Kazuo, sat at his broad walnut desk, set his pen in its inkwell and gathered his papers with great aplomb, rustling them somewhat louder than was necessary and setting them to one side of his blotter. "Come in," he called. The door opened briskly - Ms. Sato tend...
© 2014 Sal De Klerk, such_a_bad_man All Rights Reserved Authors Note: This is one of 26 stories in this series. Each is a standalone story with unique characters and actions. They can be read in any order since they do not have any plot points in common. Warning: This story contains adult content including exhibitionism, bondage, domination, public sex,...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 2' is a continuation of my surprisingly well-received first attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. Obviously, I learned nothing from the first as, in this story, I continue to ride roughshod over preconceived notions and the 'established guidelines' of the genre. Mea Culpa. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the ba...
Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait. Real life caught up with me. As always, thank you to Chris, my wonderful editor who I appreciate it immensely, and Rille, for making sure all the foreign language checked out. Happy belated holidays! ***** Chapter 1: "Oh goddamnit..." Ricky muttered as the both of us stared down the darkened windows of the store....
[Leaving a career sometimes unroots a man. Sends him on an undefined search for some where or some cause to root again. Nick finds a surprising road home.] Twenty-eight years of wearing uniforms were over. I was retired. In at eighteen, out at forty-six. I put the uniforms and memory reminders in storage, bought a small RV and a boat and went fishing. The...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** In the stifling August heat, Brian Harris pushed the lawnmower through the thicket of grass in front of the Houghton house. The last tenants had seen Brian cutting it when they moved in, had not told him 'thank you,' had not offered him money, or a...
This is a work of fiction with a few elements of reality and more for connoisseurs of erotic stories and not for those looking for quick and explicit sex. *** It was a scorching summer Wednesday and most of the people in the office were looking forward to the long weekend. Only Thursday was actually a public holiday, but most people took Friday off as wel...