Their dinner was well prepared, and well served. The air was light and party like. The restaurant had access to the dance floor. Lisa was not allowed into the bar area, but she could go out on the dance floor. Allen danced with Joan, then asked Lisa to dance. "Oh, no sir. I am so clumsy. I do not dance well. I do love to watch you, and Joan dance. You are t...
A member of a Twitter writers’ community asked how authors should present their social and political ideals in their work. I responded to only include them if they are relevant to the story; not to hit readers over the head with them. So I apologize in advance if you have a headache from reading this. If you’re a troll, I’m sure you’ll find a lot of material...
This is not a story about one of my experiences but of one that I saw. It was a regular January evening and as such it meant going out and doing something. What's the point of staying home on a Friday night when your friends keep messaging you to go out so I of course was more than ready to say "sure, let's go get drunk." We decided on going to a local bar...
As I listened to an oldies station while driving down the road, it suddenly dawned on me how nothing had really changed. Paula Abdul's song "Forever your girl" came on and I cringed. I hated that fucking song with a passion. After being away from Detroit for 10 years, it was like I'd never been left. Of course the song hit me in more ways than one. I didn't...
This story is a continuation; chapters 1 and 2 are posted under Erotic couplings. She, Knew she would be late for school if she did not hurry, the other kids were waiting on her to walk down the road to catch a school bus, this also was different from the city, In the city ”scene she went to jr. high she had a city bus pass, while the others walked to the...
Chapter 4 -- Interlude Previously I told of watching my fiancée Anne-Marie blackmailed into having sex with the guys she used to babysit. Instead of being upset, I was incredibly aroused and excited (and from her actions, her as well). Part 3 they incredibly had her dress and act like a slut resulting in her giving my "friends" blowjobs in the mall bathroom...
I'm a firm believer that life needs to be a journey. It starts somewhere, develops, grows and ends at a defined point. The same rings true for subservient relationships. I met Jane a year prior, and in that year slowly converted a quiet but willing librarian into a raunchy cum slut. A shy, petite, pretty, early thirties brunette with a curvy figure, large b...
The package and the second note were still on my lap. It was getting late. So many memories had flood back to me as I tried to make the hardest decision in my life. I tried to remember everything he had told me about this harem of his. For months I barely believed him so I don't remember the early conversations too well. My eyes looked down onto the second n...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Sorry for the long delay in getting Part 02 published. It was rejected in its original form as it apparently fell afoul of the rule against ' "snuff" - i.e. death & extreme torture with the aim of sexual titillation.' I have now removed an entire section that seemed a possi...
*The following is an original work of fiction. All characters belong to the author and any likenesses to real people or places is purely coincidental. Please do not copy or repose any part or portion of this work to any other website. Copyrighted by Eris Jade* ***** My little sister is the Queen of Fucking Shit Up. From the moment my parents brought her...