Amy ran her fingers along her soapy body. Her hand stopped when she got to her belly. It never failed to turn her on, thinking about how the black baby growing inside her would soon make it swell. When that happened, she would no longer be able to hide her obsession. Everyone would know her secret. The thought sent shivers down her spine. She wanted to pla...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. It involves both real and fictional people and organizations. It is not necessarily an accurate depiction of how the real people depicted are in real life. The real people used are mainly background characters there for context. The central characters to the story are primarily fictional. Any portrayal of a real pers...
'A Grand Climax.' The Rules. The Treasure Chests. The Auction. The Resolution. By midday on Sunday, the typhoon had moved to the west, and the sky was white with thinning cloud. Soft rain fell through the still air. Blen and Nick set off from the hotel at half-past-one, and walked towards Blow Row, up Surla St, where Blen spotted Precious's customer sitti...
*AUTHOR"S NOTE: Again, this story won't make much sense without you having previously read both parts I and II. ***** To say that our evening at Club Fairy Tale ramped up our already thriving sex life, would be an immense understatement. Andi and I kept reliving our fateful evening over the subsequent days and weeks. We'd send each other text messages thro...
It was Elyse's first semester at University of Maryland, and having just turned 18 she was fairly young for her graduating class. She was, however, excited to be away from her home in upstate New York. Her parents sent her to an exclusive and protective private school, ostensibly trying to protect her from some of the influences that the lower social class...
It doesn't really get going in Pattaya until quite late in the evening. The wilder party goers usually spend their days at the beach relaxing and recuperating from the previous night's excesses. Then after eating a late dinner, with their batteries recharged they filter into the honky tonks and girlie bars around ten or eleven to begin the excitement again....
We batted it around, Louie and I did, as to where we wanted to go for our spring break. I know that term is overused, but a spring break from office and business stress can be a good thing. We are not kids, but we had been going every April to Naples, Florida, where my mother has a fine home. But Florida, at least Naples, is boring. Once past the beach, ther...
This story contains interracial, dom/sub, t-girls, crossdressing/sissification, impregnation and bondage. This story is fantasy. I like to stretch the limits of what's possible, so don't expect pure realism. For clarity: In my story, a t-girl is someone with a completely female appearance, but with male sex organs (so no hermaphrodites in the story). In...
Zamora – Hebrew; Praised Part 10 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The purple cloud hovered above the green wreckage that had once been the Midori. The particles swayed up and down in the air, smaller parts of a larger whole, seemingly inspecting the ship, confirming its obliteration. The dirt settled onto the ground once again, having been flung into the air from the colli...
Once back in our hotel room, I immediately went into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me. "How could I?" I thought. "How could I have embarrassed myself, embarrassed Louie...how could I let my business associate Lamar take nude photos of me having sex...am I insane?....how could I let his wife Mindy order me around..." "It must have been the alcohol.....