All characters are over the age of 18. The characters and events present are created from my own overactive imagination and any resemblance to anyone is accidental. This is my first attempt at a cheating story so I decided to keep it smaller than most of my other works and focus on the teasing. Let me know if you want a longer full story based on this subjec...
Poetry is the language of love and should be used time and again to spice up your private life. And during the lockdown period we need it more than ever. Let's face it we're not playing games here. This is a serious business. Apart from the role play and the humour and satire bit. So, to sum up... We're playing games here, and this is a bit of a joke. Rega...
My take on taking advantage of the need to relieve sexual tension during the coivid-19 lockdown. Everyone in the story is over eighteen. Comments and votes are greatly appreciated. * Like many others, I was stuck at home alone due to the coronavirus or as President Trump liked to call it the Chinese Virus. From there, I started thinking about the apocrypha...
"There you are!" Reemer slowly kneeled down beside the rotting bookshelf. The audible click of some anatomical part of his knees heralded the usage of irate muscles. His hand reached out to grasp at the fraying book cover. He pulled it out, not really minding the fact that half the books in that particular shelf teetered on the brink of falling off as he di...
"So, this talk of marriage, were you in earnest? I mean, we barely met, after all," I inquired of Vittoria as we showered together now. "Si, signor. We're locked down together for a good while now, but that's for the best. By the time that it's done, you'll wonder what you ever did without me. Trust me on that, Signor Anton Mancini," Vittoria assured me wit...
She woke up to the sound of her husband banging around going for a piss. She looked at her phone it was 6am. She was sleeping in the back room to get some space, but she heeded her sleep. They were all self-isolating due to the virus. But she was highly anxious about both catching and spreading the virus, above all her or her kids, or worse both, catching it...
Helen's Blackmail It was an unprecedented time. The world it seemed, was on pause. Life was perhaps still going on, but not obviously so. Stay in your homes, was the constant refrain. Stay where you are. No meeting other households. No going out. No having fun. Lockdown. This was not good news for anyone, and everyone felt their own personal torments. Hel...
About three weeks had gone by since the lockdown. I asked the guard why we were in lockdown for so long and he said someone was caught trying to hack into the system. I had sighed sadly, wishing that person had succeeded. Although, since the lockdown, Chato and I have gotten much closer. We sit together every chance we get. Dead and KC noticed, as they kee...
Regular readers realise that I'm a paragon of virtue. And if you're not a regular reader and you don't believe me you can ask my parole officer. She would tell you that I would never condone teacher/pupil relations, even if the pupil was a mature student. In fact, even if the pupil was old enough to be the teacher's mother. And especially if the pupil was th...
It had been three weeks since the so-called "Suicide Squad" saved the day from the Sorceress and her brother and not much has changed. At least, not for the prisoners at Belle Reve. Sure, Deadshot could see his daughter, Harley Quinn got busted out by the Joker, and KC got his flatscrean, but not much else changed. Captain Boomerang was still yelling in his...