This story is based on a true encounter. I was gay up until I was 19. I knew I was different as a kid and as I got into my teenage years I started to experiment with older guys. I was a good looking kid/teenager however very oblivious to it. It wasn't until I was about 18/19 that I realized I was actually good looking, nice body and what would a lot consid...
College life can sure be tough these days. It doesn't matter if you're a man or woman. Political correctness has gone amok in collegiate America. You can't say what you mean without risking your career or your reputation. Thanks to obscure and outdated gender quotas, innocent young men are losing their sports teams left and right, through no fault of their o...
©2015 by Salacious Scribe. All Rights Reserved. Authors Notes This story contains cuckqueaning, voyeurism, masturbation, and clothed female nude male. If you don't enjoy this kind of smut, please choose another story. The part about the AC going out and the open door is true, the rest is pure fantasy from my perverted sex-starved brain. ({*}) ({*}) ({*}...
Dear Readers, Here it is. The conclusion of For Silence's Sake. Am looking at a possible storyline for the next part but am also working on a couple of other things. We'll see what comes together. Enjoy, KemMyst ***** She was aware of his return and relaxed when she realized it was him. There were times that he slept like a rock and nights when he s...
AMY'S SAGA CHAPTER 1 I think I had always known it... Yes, I had known this incredibly powerful drive in me since as early as age four or five, but had not been able to understand its impact until way into adulthood. There are many factors, social, cultural, religious, etc., behind minimizing the importance of that drive. I had always been able to cover it...
A Study of the Effects of School Girl Uniforms on Adult Males It had been an enigma over time, a complicated puzzle of forced femininity on creatures who by all rights are already feminine, a torture impressed upon helpless young people in order to eliminate individuality and promote mindless conformity. The mystery in question is the Catholic Girl School U...
"I'm sorry, my brother, but I don't deal with black male subs," Mistress Haram said casually into the phone, polite but firm as usual. As one of a few black female professional dominants operating in the City of Regina, Saskatchewan, she was used to fielding unusual requests. Still, this one was a no-brainer. From the accent on the other end, she could tell...
It had been several days since I'd had my little run-in with Katherine, and since then I'd made my way up to the northern coasts of my homeland, following a few travelers who smelled an awful lot like wolves. It had struck me as a bit too strange to ignore. After all, I couldn't be the only werewolf in Francia, and it would be interesting if I could find a...
My eyelids flutter uselessly behind the blindfold. But even without my sight, I know who is there. You are across from me, your silken black curls tangled over your perky breasts. Our hands are both tied well over our heads, taut, but not enough that we are straining. We smiled secretly at each other as the men tied us up. Belly to belly, breast to breast, w...
Taini looked at her pamphlet and blushed anew at the options that were available to her. The Pleasure Clinic boasted of its unique stock of male workers. They ranged from genetically produced angels to emotionally sensitive androids. With over a thousand varieties of male beefcake to pick from, it was overwhelming for her. The simple act of consummation had...