Chapter 1 – caught I was sitting in my room – curtains drawn – only the faint light of the computer lighting up my face. I had a look of extreme concentration about me as I looked at the images in front of me. Naked women were spread-eagled on medieval-looking contraptions – nothing was left to the imagination. As I clicked the mouse and images changed the...
So, I was in my bedroom when Madeleine breezed in. "Are you jackin' off?" she asked me cheerily. "Uh, not yet." "Well maybe we should get you started." "You crack me up, Maddy." Madeleine is a slender woman of average height or so, with short, curly dark hair and smallish breasts set into a broad chest. At this moment, she was wearing a bra and a pair of...
Disclaimer: I'm German and English is only a second language - so there might be some mistakes. If anyone would like to spell check it I would really appreciate it. * The large ballroom was crowded with guests standing around high cocktail tables and chatting avidly with each other. Philip Carver, with his 188 cm in height, was overlooking the whole crowd...
I did not think of what happened on Tuesday night for the rest of the week. I was insanely busy at work. One of our major clients decided in the last minute that the design we had agreed on for their new website was not edgy enough. We stayed in the office for ten hours a day every day , Photoshopping the content, rewriting the code, and testing testing, te...
The events described herein are true. The location and the make of the boat may have been changed to protect the identities of the guilty. I suggest the reader have a look at the first Wendy story, before reading this one, for an idea of our backgrounds. It is important for an understanding of this and other stories. If the reader finds the first story inte...
\NOTE: This is a sequel to a previous story, "Foxy Teacher." For background and additional descriptions, see that story. * Selma Fox smiled as she looked out at her Senior English pupils on the second day of class. It wasn't that they were all such outstanding students, because they were actually pretty ordinary. What brought about the smile was her memor...
It' a funny thing what hate can do to a man. Hate is an emotion which can lead you in so many directions. It can eat your guts out and turn you into a shell of a man who is useless or it can goad you into doing things which you swear you were never capable of accomplishing. Cory Harmon started hating one person a lot of years back and it sent him over the e...
Author's Notes: This is the direct continuation of "Mud and Magic." If you happen to stumble upon this piece by accident, I urge you to go back and read the first three chapters. No recaps here. This chapter was made possible by the endless patience of my lady love, the invaluable input of beta reader MisterWildCard and the editing magic of bikoukumori. A...
Mikal chuckled low in his throat, running his hands lazily up the back of Amber Eye's well muscled, powerful legs, "Seems terribly rude to not do a simple thing that a guest asks, don't you think?" Despite his effort at humor, Mikal ached. He'd never actually gone to his knees but rather had ended up crouched, braced against the door with his back, the head...
Chapter V: A Visitor Author's Note: A very special thanks to my lady love and two faithful beta readers -- MisterWildCard and John998 -- for their invaluable feedback and encouragement. This chapter somehow was quite a slog to put together and I couldn't have done it without you. Also, as usual, thanks to my editor bikoukumori for a splendid editing job....