Felix placed letter after letter, neatly on top of each other, in the box given to him. Two years of letters, one for each week, filled his container. Each one held her scent, her lovely handwriting, her seductive words, her crimson kiss next to her signature. "Love, Yours Only, Your slave." He folded up the last letter with a smile and set it on top of th...
This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism, good and bad; it helps me to improve my...
The next four days did not get even a little bit easier. In fact, the closer it came to Tuesday and the prospect of seeing Professor Fitzgerald again, the more desperate I got. The weekend was brutal. I'd gotten caught up on all my work by Saturday afternoon. I was trying to stay busy to distract myself, but I couldn't seem to find anything that would take...
The best events are the impromptu unplanned affairs just as this was. I am sore and raw, with an aching jaw, but I have memories that will have me scampering upstairs to make use of my rabbit for a long time to come. Let me tell you about it, the thought of recounting alone has me revved up again. * We went to Amy and Jack's last night for drinks and a bit...
A few days later, Jeannie and I are kicking back after an afternoon of fucking good fun when the doorbell rings. Jeannie ran into the bedroom and I pulled on some cotton pajama bottoms. It's my house and I was feeling pretty good about nudity at the moment so I didn't bother with a shirt. I opened the door and it was Freddie. Freddie was Jeannie's friend tha...
I was awakened, on Thursday morning, by a hellacious thunderclap. My foggy mind managed to relate this event to the possibility that it was raining outside. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and saw the never-fail morning cup of coffee sitting on the nightstand. I used extra caution with the first sip, as yesterday I had nearly been scorched. It's hot...
Author's Note Okay, so this story is very kinky. I'll warn you right now that if you're not a fan of group sex, female domination, forced cross-dressing, spankings, and other such things, read something else. If you're into that kind of thing, I hope you enjoy! Feel free to leave comments and constructive criticism; feedback is always welcome. Have fun!...
I awoke with a groan and the dizzy feeling a daytime nap always brought with it. A sharp pain shot through my left nipple, but it thankfully vanished just as fast as it had come. Rubbing my eyes, I found myself lying on Anne's bed on my back, with her kneeling next to me, one hand on my left breast and a big smile on her face. "Welcome back in the land of t...
Chen, a beautiful, olive skinned, Israeli, Shemale was the owner manager of an underground club called 'Weals and Squeals', which encapsulated the nature of its customer's interests. The lesbian clientele were of all ranks and walks of society, the fees were high but then so were the scale of desires. A lesbian mistress used to bring a nubile naked young...
Matthew Evans, "Matt" to his friends, was a virgin. It wasn't something he was proud of, but it was true. At 18, he was full of hormones, which he unfortunately only got to deal with by masturbation, his penis having never felt the touch of a girl. Fortunately his two best friends, Max and Sam were also virgins, so the three of them bonded over their lack of...