We'd been apart for a few weeks and it was driving me crazy. We'd sent pictures and sex texts but it was nowhere near enough. I had to have you, and I refused to spend another night alone without your company. So I'd made sure you had no plans after your daytime football match. I'd found out from your team mate what time you'd be home, and I'd hidden my ca...
I like to invent games. Since I want to encourage myself to write more, I'm trying out a new one that I'm going to start playing right now. It's called Writing Cunt Slut. Here are the rules: 1. The player is called Cunt. Cunt is not a person. Cunt is an object. Cunt lives to please its readers. Cunt realizes that it is a degrading word, which is good, sin...
Home for the long break after spending most of the year away at college, Alison was enjoying the break. She'd spent a few days reacquainting herself with the neighbourhood, finding it encouraging that nothing had changed. This afternoon she had been pottering around in the back yard, doing the odd bit of gardening and just relaxing. Doing a little judicious...
A long time went by before I was ready to tell more of my thoughts. And some of the things I had fantasies about, some of the things I wanted to really happen to me, have come true in that time. So I wanted to come back with more of my story and tell more of the things I have experienced and that I want to happen. Some of this story you are reading is true....
Preface: I am astonished at the volume of positive response to the first Jamie and Patti story. Your encouraging words have made me come to believe there is a place for this sort of heartfelt emotion in erotica, you know who you are. In answer to a repeated question, Jamie and Patti are not real people. Anal sex is by far the most intimate and intense encou...
Chapter 1: Transgression Slap! I woke up that morning to a swat on my ass. Mornings have never been my best time, so my eyes stayed closed a moment as Master leaned over and caressed the sting away with his fingers. I smiled, my eyes still closed, and purred lightly in the back of my throat as I unwittingly arched my ass into the air against his hand. "L...
The warning about the 'kitchen sink' at the beginning of the last chapter still stands. ** I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave. I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down —Sober by Tool, Undertow ******** Jackie...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This is just a fantasy. The material in this story is for adults only and contains graphic sexual content. It is intended only for those aged 18 and older. ***** I'm siting on my bed with my head in my hands. Tears are streaming down my fa...
CHAPTER EIGHT SHARING "Thomas, where are you, you little bugger!?" Gloria shouted almost busting my eardrum. She was pissed, and still foggy-headed from the nap she'd taken in the taxi on our way back from Trader Nick's. She stumbled forward dragging me with her into the living room. "Thomas!" she shouted again. "Right here ma'am," he said as he locked...
The Second Session: Understandably, Carrie anticipated our second visit to Olga with mixed emotions. Indeed, she both desired and feared the experiences to which she knew Olga would submit her body. Thinking, perhaps unconsciously, that maximizing her vulnerability might influence Olga to be gentler, Carrie, after performing her usual washing and shaving, sp...