Chapter One: Friday Night Pahhrty The night I first met Cynthia, it was truly lust at first sight. Strangers to each other, we'd both been invited to a party thrown by a mutual friend. I'm a Humanities professor at a small university and these gatherings were often held at the Dean's sprawling estate on campus. The main house was so large that the running j...
A fantasy that came true. Copyright © 2011 (November) * Preamble. ---------------- I suppose that there is a point in every marriage where one of the partners 'goes astray'. Well, OK then, not every marriage, but I have to admit that it happened to me, that moment when you say to yourself, 'There is someone else in this marriage, someone that I have not...
This is a work of erotic fan fiction. Fetishes included are: Futanari, huge cock, huge breasts, and lactation. This series is dedicated to strong storytelling as well as quality sex scenes, so there's a bit of build up to the action, but there is far more action to this chapter than the last. Sex-to-story ratio: 7/3 Chapter 2: The Milk Maid Part 1 When Lin...
As related by, Miss Irene Clearmont. This is a retelling of that well known tale. But, this tale is not one for children and those of a delicate disposition. It is a female domination, BDSM version that may strike some chords... The queen, the princess and her father have business to settle and the queen is going to get her way no matter what. Even if she...
After locking the door to her office, Carmen slipped out of her dress and admired herself in the full-length mirror mounted on her office wall. Her new bra and panties, both midnight black and get-me-wet sexy, looked terrific on her thirty-something body. Succumbing to vanity, she felt herself up for a few moments before booting up her computer and going on-...
I knew my wife, Becky was unhappy just before Christmas. We had been married for five years and she seemed dissatisfied with everything. We had been incredibly unlucky. I'd been made redundant, we seemed incapable of having children and I had lost interest in sex. I refused to accept that there was anything wrong with our relationship yet she insisted we saw...
Myrtle turned over again on her straw mattress. Sleep was not coming to her tonight. The stifling air of midsummer was compressing her little cellar room, a suffocating force from outside. She felt she was sleeping less lately than some of her friends who had husbands, and who wryly complained to her over laundry baskets of their nocturnal duties. Something...
This is my submission for the 2016 Halloween Story Contest. It is a gothic horror novella based on the vampire mythos. My goal was to try and make the vampires as dark and scary as they were seductive and I hope you will find my attempt successful. The story is a bit of a slow burn since I've taken time to establish the characters, setting, and atmosphere be...
Serafina sat with her hands in her lap, waiting alone in the nurse's office. She squirmed. No place for her to rest her eyes. They were everywhere, the mirrors. One on the wall. Another on the nurse's desk. All gleaming from the sunlight, all sneering at her inhuman traits. They were like eyes, human ones, but far worse. Never blinking. Never relenting. Th...
As evening approached I entered my dressing room and set the glass of Chardonnay on the bureau. I had planned to wear a simple black dress but decided a white V-neck with a fitted waist and open back would look best. I'd lost nearly two kilos due to my work regiment the past two weeks and decided to enjoy the slimness this evening. The mild winter allowed so...