For Samandiriel – as it was her AV that inspired this story, and also because she manages to bring out my dark side. "Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody." - Mark Twain ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Mark never knew what happened. He woke up in a hospital, burning with fever, his throat dry and his lips chapped. His eyes opened a tiny fra...
Ray walked through the crowded aisles of Cashmon's Army-Navy Store. It was a favorite place for him to find unusual items for his unusal avocation - his role of Master Ray, Dominant to a small clientele of submissive women with whom he had occasional sessions, always at their behest. Cashmon's was on the outskirts of town, along a freight rail line and some...
The golden hills stretched further onward under the blue, cloud-dappled sky, the shining sun bringing a hallucinogenically sharp contrast to the trees and bushes against the meadows. As Candice ascended the hills, her sandled feet crushing the daisies and buttercups that pebbled the grass, she could make out ahead of her, at last, the silhouette, still cloud...
This is a test, it is only a test. I want to test my story writing ability. That the story is true isn't the issue, what is important is that I can make you feel as if you were there. Let me know if I succeeded. Marsha. ----------------------------------------- My husband and I read this forum, so you know we're already a little bent. Some of the stories...
Assignment #4: Bring yourself to orgasm without using your fingers, hands, vibrator or other sex toy. Record the experience in your Masturbation Journal, following the usual guidelines. Your last submission showed much improvement—the use of imagery and language was excellent. Keep up the good work. Sincerely, Professor Pervert. I click "close mail" and smi...
As I listened to an oldies station while driving down the road, it suddenly dawned on me how nothing had really changed. Paula Abdul's song "Forever your girl" came on and I cringed. I hated that fucking song with a passion. After being away from Detroit for 10 years, it was like I'd never been left. Of course the song hit me in more ways than one. I didn't...
Author's note: this has a rather complicated backstory. The story takes place in a world of swashbucklery and magic. Rischa Vale was a pirate captain, one of few females in a misogynistic part of the world to manage this. She had been fostered by a famous pirate, and had won the esteem of her men through courage and hard work. One day, a man named Mika Arago...
Damn it, I just hate it when my folks come for a visit unannounced. I mean, seriously. Why do parents do stuff like that? I've never really been the social type. That's part of the reason why I left my native New York and moved all the way to Los Angeles for higher education purposes. It wasn't because of the scholarship money. More like the chance to travel...
I felt a knot in my stomach like I had never felt before. It's not as if I was about to go on stage for the first time. I had been working as a stripper for four months, and enjoyed the work. This night was different though. I would be working a new club and my boyfriend of nine months was going to be in the audience. I say "nine months" but we've spent the...
Author's Note: This story is based on the song by Conway Twitty. I was driving down to the Cherokee Strip museum in Perry, Oklahoma and heard it on the radio. An old favorite of mine seemed like it would be fun to write. Thanks to Techsan for his editing support. Tight Fittin'Jeans Composed by Michael and Mike Huffman Performed by Conway Twitty THE...