It was late when I got home. I had finished my last trip down the Middle Fork of the Salmon earlier in the day and I was tired. The summer floating season had been great. I guided six trips during the summer. Like always, I had the pleasure of introducing this national treasure to people from all over the world. The guide crew was an excellent mix of young p...
It has been several months since Jen and I acted on one of our fantasies. She wanted to fuck a black guy, and I wanted to watch. She hasn't mentioned that night, and we have been having great sex since then. I wondered if she might be thinking about it. When she is out of town, I wonder if she might want to have another encounter with a black guy. I wonder...
Your farmer made way down the hill towards the barn. You followed, casually sauntering down the hill, managing to pick up some speed in your descent. Moving on all fours had become second nature to you. Keira followed slowly. You turned and looked back at her with the dopey smile of a placid cow. She looked sad. You couldn't figure out why, maybe she needed...
The world was not always this way. Though few remember it, and even fewer choose to speak of it, there was a time when things were different. Before disease ravaged the land. Before the great feminization. Before the influx. Before the Femocracy. It was whispered that once white men had been just that: men. It was nearly impossible to believe, seeming more t...
Janelle and Molly had become close friends in college although they had rather different life paths. Janelle had become an artist although her degree was in history. She was lucky in that her family was well off and able to help her while she worked her way up in the very chancy world of fine art. Now, eight years after graduation her painting were selling f...
To the readers: I hope you are having a happy holiday season! Moreover, I hope you aren't sick of Christmas yet because our characters are still stuck in Christmas week. It was my intention to have this whole day in their lives up days ago, but I couldn't manage that. I did get a very nice gift from you: The previous chapter got a red H! That was encouraging...
The house wasn't far, thankfully. June held tight to Jeremiah and thought about what was to come. She fantasized about how he would fuck her, how she could please him. She thought about her weekend and her life and how she had ended up on this motorcycle. She thought about her apartment, messy, the week's laundry waiting to be switched into the dryer. She re...
At a point soon, the story will be switching over to Chase's story. There will be chapters of Nathaniel, and he will show up in the dungeon occasionally but as he is a Main Character, he needs a break. Chase's story is much more strict and punishing. He is not as nice as Nathaniel. * * * * It was five till six when I opened the door to room five and found...
When you have been married as long as I have, it can be hard to keep things interesting in the bedroom. Don't get me wrong, my husband is an excellent lover. He always has been. He knows my body well and is happy to oblige any request to make sure that I cum. But there's something so erotic about a stranger. Foreign hands, foreign lips, different techniques....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** "Tom. You need to get yourself over here this evening, after work. Need to fix the radiator in the sitting room." Liz was never one for saying please. She had been my younger sister for 49 years and I don't remember her ever saying please – she simply expected people – well, me – to...