Julianna Smith sat at her desk waiting for her boss to call her and tell her she could go home. It was already two hours since anyone else had been in the building and they were the only two left. Julianna had finished all her work for the day, yet she could not leave. She had to wait till the "Ice Queen" left. The Ice Queen was really Suzanna Bossley, a wom...
It was 5 days after my very close encounter with Mia. I was still on very high spirit after meeting her, and fucking her. I could think of nothing else. We kept in touch via text messages and phone calls. She was "on location" for some photo shoot. One less about fashion and more about horny transsexuals having very sexy fun. She sent me a few pictures of...
Emma and I had a nice dinner at George's. There were not many people there, it being Sunday and the Super Bowl being on, so we had even better than normal service. We sat at a table in the far corner, looking out a window onto the busy street. The candles gave a warm glow against the winter scene outside. George had started us giggling about being on a date...
My first encounter with Steve was on the phone. His wife, a friend of mine from work, thought he might be interested in my studies of sexual asphyxia. He had already encountered the rare deviance as a cop at the scene of accidental deaths. At the time they were thought to be suicides. All of a sudden I found myself having a discussion of strange sexual pract...
© 2005 by the author, all rights reserved. The whore with a heart of gold is a myth; it's bullshit. I don't have a heart of gold. The only thing that turns me on is cash. I've worked at Sheri's Ranch in Pahrump, one hour from downtown Vegas, for the last two years and have done about anything a whore can be asked to do. The church-going hypocrites in Las V...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis, and other STDs don’t exist. PLEASE DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was produ...
Chapter 03: Mouth I am standing on stage, drenched in sweat with a sore ass and all I can think of is, "How did I get myself into this mess?" It had only been a few minutes since our sexy show on stage had taken place and my mind couldn't think of anything besides meeting the mysterious Master J. I truly was terrified at this point. My body denied this, as...
For as long as I can remember I've enjoyed tying girls up. There's nothing wrong with that if the ladies are willing, is there? My name is Darwin James Mathieu, my friends and family call me D.J. and I'm a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business administration at Carleton University and I am also into BDSM. I love...
N.B – This is the opening chapter to a novel I am currently working on. This chapter is basically an introduction to the main character and therefore does not include any erotica. Future scenes do include group sex and lesbian sex and I will post them as soon as I have them in a reasonable state. Thanks for reading. * Annabel looked in the mirror. Anti-fri...
Perhaps some of you may recall that I had extended an invitation for a friend to come and visit so we might bury the hatchet. Little did I know the learned man's time was short! I sent him a round trip ticket from his mountain retreat to Los Angeles. He called to say he would meet me at the airport. I prepared myself with a signboard cut from the side of a...