I sit in a local bar, waiting for my blind date, all I know is her name is Karen, she's a short, Raven haired woman. After a few minutes, I spot her, she's wearing a red floral print dress, knee high boots, thick rimmed glasses and she has the biggest tits I've ever seen. I get up and make my way toward her. "Please tell me you're Steve!" She says with a s...
Greetings all, I again wish to thank all who have read, voted, and commented on this series. This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. The events depicted did not and should not happen in real life. Any similarities to real persons are strictly coincidental. I also need to state that everyone in this chapter is above the age of 18. I also wish to thank S...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses sure had me figured out. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websites...
This is the second of a series about a young woman's taking charge of a young man who is her own age. Both are in their 20s and no one is under 18. Those not pleased to read about bodily functions are advised to read no further. ***** Karen found that heading to Claire Kendall's house on the way home from work became an easy addition to her daily routine....
One of the nicest things about my interests in caring for and riding horses, and in the BDSM lifestyle is the overlap in the equipment used for both activities. From whips to bit gags, crops to boots, and all the other leather harnesses and equipment, leather is a predominant material for both equestrians and Dominants, horses and submissives (especially pon...
The K'lor' slugs were something to be reviled and feared by spacers across the galaxy. Aaric knew from stories told by others how bad a K'lor slug infestation could be. But it would not be the first time the Sith hopeful had seen one. For all the serpentine creatures with their pincer legs and gaping maws of teeth, they could not stand up to Aaric's deftly s...
It started out no different from any other month there was four of us as usual, we had been getting together on the first Friday of every month for several years now. It just happened that there were two men and two women. None of us were going out together, we were just a long - standing friends who enjoyed a social evening occasionally. We were of course...
- Life with a lump between my legs - A couple of months ago my wife invited her sister over one Saturday morning to do some scrap-booking. My wife recommended that I go work in the yard so they could have some privacy. Yard work is one of my least favorite ways to spend a Saturday morning but it did need some attention and I was not in the mood to deal with...
Nordic woman learns to love BBC Ch. 1 -- True story, part one. This is a true story of a white Nordic woman in her early thirties who learned to love black cock. Names and some of the details have been changed to hide the identity of the people involved but the rest is told how it happened to me. * I did not sleep well. I was drunk. My head spun and I was...
You wake up in the early hours of the morning only to hear the rain settle on your window sill. You sigh softly, wipe back the stray strands of hair that fell carelessly across your face the night before as you restlessly tossed and turned. You had wished that things would perhaps be different. That your day would somehow surprise you and differ from all the...