"James? Are you here to save me?" Sophia Ridge was doing her best to comprehend her dreams. Wondering for a moment if the food the Ganthorian female Harpea gave her was laced with some hallucinogenic. The singing in her mind from a lone Tyrant Tear cell kept her calm. "No Sophia. You are here to save me." "How can I save you? You're five miles upstairs."...
Without using her hand, her mouth, and her pussy, a woman finds a novel way for her man to receive and maintain an erection by using just her words. In the way that his wife always thought about herself and no one else, realizing now that he was only thinking about himself when trying to masturbate because of his impotency, he finally thought about how Mike...
For those of you joining us right now, this story will make infinitely more sense if you take the trouble of reading the previous chapters. If you haven't the patience to go back, this story focuses upon the private life of a public couple. As the most accomplished porn star of modern times, Samson lives out popular male sex fantasies on a daily basis. Yet h...
Once the red light on the camera went on, I went to stand in front of the bed. I was confident the camera had me – and the tied up white robe I was wearing – in full view. With that assuring me, I went on with my introduction. "Hello. If this is only being watched by future me in the future, you know who I am," I said. "If the worst has happened and other p...
Ever since Tyrone Woodbury came to study at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, he'd had to adjust to a strange and complex environment. When his father Franklin James Woodbury got offered a position at Ciena Systems, in the Kanata neighborhood of Ottawa, the old man was thrilled, and happily moved to the Canadian Capital. Franklin Woodbury...
The following story includes transgender characters, Domination/submission, and denigrating terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. Feedback on my stories is always appreciated. There maybe additional chapters to this story depending on how this is one is received. If you would like to see a second chapter let me know b...
I've been taking a break from writing erotic fiction for a little while, as I've been finishing off some non-erotic writing projects and other stuff. Next I thought I'd write a series of stories of encounters inspired by events that have taken place over the years I've lived in SoCal and traveled around the country. Some of these may have happened as describ...
The following story includes a transgender character, prostitution, Domination/submission, and derogatory terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. ***** How did Greg get here? It's election day in Washington DC and he is standing in the Ronald Reagan Airport with a big problem. To understand his problem it is important t...
I'm really a pretty normal girl for the most part. Normal in the sense that I'm not unlike most people. I love music, albeit heavy metal, I love clothes and shopping, although most of my wardrobe is made up entirely of black dresses, band shirts, fishnets and cute thigh highs. I love to read and write, I love hanging out with friends and going out to concert...
Please keep italic and bold lettering where indicated ........ It takes me awhile to notice the “lump” brushing against, and occasionally poking, my ass cheek. The club is so jammed packed with people that it’s impossible to move or stand and not have someone touching you. By this point in the night I’m so use to people pressing, bumping, grinding and even...