Club Sin. Michael had passed it hundreds of times in his life, but had never gone in despite his keen interest in the subject matter. He had only recently been able to confess to his girlfriend his particular kinks -- she was proud of him for having done so, and had even gone so far as to buy him a session with a professional domme for his birthday. Two whol...
It had been a long time since the University had agreed to fund an expedition like this, but a recent rash of sightings in the area had prompted a resurgence of interest in the creature and a sizable donation to the University, on the condition that at least 75% be used to fund a search for it. Kate knew perfectly well that, to the school, that 75% was a wri...
The sexual tension between the two co-workers had been palpable before but never this thick. The morning had started different than most. By pure chance the small office was absent three of the five daily regulars leaving only Michelle and Bruce to get the day started. Certainly a rare occurrence in this tight knit small business. The first sign of trouble...
I was standing there tied to a tree, my feet tied to a root and my hands cuffed behind the trunk. Violet, whose fault it was as usual, had been kind enough to wrap a blanket around the trunk so I didn't get scratched up on the bark as her friend rode me. Though that blanket had slipped down to my ankles. Also Violet hadn't left anything to protect me from ge...
Morning Sarah could feel the warmth of the sun through the window, she didn't know the time or cared. She felt energized by the orange ball, feeling her and her skin was absorbing it all. She wondered if last night had been a dream, it had felt too fantastic to be real but she found her head laying on Michael's large shoulder and his arm wrapped around her...
When I woke the next morning and made my way downstairs, my blurry eyes were drawn to the kitchen table. Wiping the sleep from my eyes I could now see what had caught my attention. A pair of black panties which I immediately recognised as Tasha's lay there with a yellow post it note attached. "Thanks Tom xx," is all it said. Although happy with my gift I...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * So last we left off, I was being held hostage by a dark apocalyptic cult led by my hot yet insane occult professor. Now I'm being rescued by Luken, the man of my dreams... or really the man from my dreams who I'm sure is stalking me. But never have I been so relieved to have a stalker than right now. Luken drags me by the hand t...
Dear Readers: This is a scene, which is rather different than a story. I enjoy writing scenes. Scenes, for my purposes, are not as developed as a story. While they do explore the details of a sensual encounter between two (or more) lovers, they do not always depict multi-dimensional characters with fully formed backstories. More plainly: I enjoy writing smu...
I wrote this a long, long time ago. For some reason, I thought I submitted it, but then remembered I never extended the ending as intended. I'm going to leave it and move on to other works, but I think it's fun enough for publishing. It's hardcore, but just barely, so if a playful, teasing story isn't your bag, you may wish to move on. Cheers! ***** My nam...
"I want you to fuck her." She said. "What?!" I asked. "I want you to fuck her 18-year-old cunt and put a baby in her tight little belly." She said. I looked up my wife in astonishment. I knew who he was talking about. The girl had been ruthlessly flirting with me, and even given me a pair of her panties for seemingly no reason. I admit I had been a daydre...