Chapter 4: The Tests That fall, Cindy and I were not living together. I had my own apartment, whereas Cindy shared an apartment with another girl, Marsha. Marsha was the same age as Cindy and somewhat similar in tastes and appearance. Marsha was a slightly taller, about 5'6" and weighted about 115 pounds. Like Cindy, she had shoulder length hair, but reddis...
Everyone in this fantasy is over eighteen, and so should you be! I originally thought to post this in ' erotic horror' but my previous effort in that category seems to have had little response. Anyway, this is longer – I hope it holds together and is a bit of fun. Laura Crane considered herself a normal enough young woman. She was twenty two, and wo...
There was nothing too amazingly interesting being the assistant to celebrities. That is, of course, until I began working for Johnny Depp. He always seemed to land the best roles, give award-worthy performances, and he'd never once let the fame go to his head. But above all, he was achingly gorgeous with his long brown and blonde hair, big brown eyes, and to...
The photos lay on the dining table in the order she'd received them. "I really wish you'd tell someone about those. They give me the creeps." Her roommate was the one who'd found them, tacked to their front door while Summer signed the unmodified versions for her adoring fans. "I know. But they just don't feel threatening to me. They feel more like, I don'...
Needless to say, spooning Peyton for half the night is rather arousing. I haven't slept, in the usual sense of the word, with anyone but Hadley for years and years. I sleep fitfully, alternately getting hardons and dreaming erotic dreams. I don't dare hug her or play with her tits like I often do with Hadley. My nightgown gets moist in a couple spots, and un...
Belle Dingle was a troubled young woman. Her ex boyfriend was on remand for several murders, her parents had separated and her mother moved to Scotland. Her venture into lesbian sex, though very enjoyable, had not developed as she hoped, with her first lesbian lover, moving to London and not returning her calls. She was depressed. Never a religious per...
The Induction Completes Author's note: Obviously the story is completely fictional and should be read after the first one. However any character in this story is there of their own free will and has a safe word/gesture they can use at any time. Yvonne was starting to feel the strain on her wrists. She had a long time to examine her prisoner colleague's p...
It was hot for May, the winter had been mild so May was starting to feel like summer. A cool breeze burst through the open windows of the bar. Sounds of music from the surrounding bars around them danced quietly in with the wind. Andrew had been talking with Andrea for the better part of three hours and almost double that in drinks. They had so much in commo...
Stripper. Escort. Information broker. What do these jobs have in common? They're mine. How did I get them? Well, for safety purposes, let's just say my name is Diamond and this is my story. Growing up was tough as it is with everyone, but growing up with a poor drunk father and a mom who took his crap day in and day out, well, I knew what I didn't want my l...
It was long ago. Kennedy was president. I had a draft card. We were going to go to the moon. Sharon was my fiancee. We had met at college and things had gotten very serious, very fast. Sharon was atypical for a Jew, with green eyes and blonde hair. She was cute, but a bit overweight. We had sex twice, got engaged, and planned on marrying when we graduated....