Kelly Shaw tiptoed into Idaho's bedroom. The bedside table clock in Uncle Kurt's room had shown 7.50 in the morning and he had slipped downstairs, instructing the blonde teenager to rouse Idaho and get her down to the torture chamber. The 18-year-old crept up to the 38-year-old slave's side of the bed. Kelly's father, Brad, was snoring soundly alongside the...
As my 25th birthday loomed ahead I was rather depressed. Here I am living with my college roommates, drink too much, stuck in a crappy job, my boyfriend pattern makes Animal House look dignified. As I thought about my past my mind wandered back to Don. I met Don when I was working at his computer store when I was 19 years old. Don was 30 at the time. I had a...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Too drunk to drive, 24-year-old Jimmy drove 39-year-old Susan home while she blew him. Appropriately proper when in the bar, it wasn't until Jimmy had groped her breasts when alone with her in the car that Susan suddenly became horny, aggressively sexually aroused, and inappropriately sexual with hi...
Justine: FIRST BONDAGE * ONE Justine paused at the door of the shingled Berkeley house--built in the twenties, probably; mature pine trees, slightly unkempt landscaping like all the others on this residential block--ordinary, charmingly seedy. So why was she standing here, sweating slightly, so reluctant to ring the doorbell? Twenty nine, an associate pro...
His landlord was not best pleased when Bruce announced his immediate departure, but was happy to hand him a bill requesting three months rent in lieu of his vacation without notice. He packed his laptop and the few items of decent clothing and sparse possessions into a sports bag and slung it into his car, then drove back to the house, his mind racing; he co...
This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
Even in Toronto, spring air contained magic. In it, Kenneth Weston could smell the vague deep-fried aromas of Spadina and Chinatown, the street dirt, the perfume, the nightclubs, the drunken arousal of a city waking up from a long, cold winter. It was after dark, and Victoria was off to the hospital to another call. Kenneth didn't mind the time she spent aw...
I lay on Waikiki's golden sand and basked in the mid-morning warmth. Desirae had gone for her bikini and lesbian shoot with her friend, bikini model Chrissy, and had ordered me to be ready and waiting for her on my bed at 4pm, cock erect because "a lesbian shoot always makes me randy". I stretched out and a saw a large, blonde woman lying a few feet away, s...
Author's note: This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. The storyline continues from that of 'Batgirl Risks All' and re-introduces the character of Jennifer Goodbody A.K.A. Sparrow. Enjoy! Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers...
Part V - Sylvia's Sunday When I opened my eyes Sunday morning, Sylvia's face was inches from mine. We were still embracing. I gently disentangled myself and slipped out of bed without waking her. It was 7:30 and the sun was shining brightly. I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine including a shower and a shave. Then I peeked in at Sylvia. Still...