It's a Friday afternoon and I arrive home to an empty house, just me and the dirty thoughts that have been bouncing around in my head all morning. I love Friday afternoons, finishing work early and a few hours to myself before the family return and routine takes over once more. I flick the kettle on, and pop upstairs to use the bathroom, entering my bedroom...
Trigger Warning: This story contains some sexual and emotional violence. This is nota healthy representation of a relationship, nor should it be something to strive for in your own life. This is a work of fiction, and the actions taken in this story are taboo for a reason. Be good to each other. School let out for the summer, leaving Kendall and Jackson with...
Overwhelmed with desire, he imagines saying... We're finally in a room alone. Kiss me. Let me hold you. I want to get exhausted from pleasing your body Your breasts are so discrete and firm. Yummy! I worship you Through hours of careful body work I'll show you what I feel for you! After all that stuff, he gets talkative... You and I could be such p...
The Femininus Circus was packed with spectators for the Annual Femininus Chariot Race. The Femininus Circus was a colossal open-air venue with a circular race track and grandstand. The Annual Femininus Chariot Race consisted of six competitors each being pulled in their chariot by a slave, racing seven laps around the track. Isabella held the title for fiv...
I Derwent Dashwood, 23th Baron le Despencer by line, retired Adjutant General, ranking member of Brooks Gentleman's Club and undisputed High Priest of the latest reincarnation of the Hellfire Club raise my arms and am unquestioningly awarded silence. Surveying the half-moon gathering of now naked acolytes it is difficult to remember that but a few minutes ag...
Note from the author: First I want to apologize for taking so long to get this next chapter out. I promise the following chapter will come out sooner! Also, I want to thank all who wrote to me... I've had so many positive notes, and notes asking for the next chapter... it would take forever to respond to them all! I'm thrilled that so many have enjoyed this...
NOTE: For those of you joining us right now, this story will make infinitely more sense if you take the trouble of reading the first chapter. If you haven't the patience to go back, this story focuses upon the private life of a public couple. As the most accomplished porn star of modern times, Samson lives out popular male sex fantasies on a daily basis. Yet...
I can still smell them on my skin; a heady mix of sweat and saliva. Even the subtlest of movements wafts their scent to me and makes me purr -- I feel owned; in a way still held by the beautiful boys I took into me last night. I can smell Matt on my wrists, on my thighs, on the wetness still left on these panties. My husbands' scent floats around me, woven t...
What I want is the touch of you. Your caress on my skin. Your breath in my ear. Your tongue on my neck. I want to open the door to you and be taken into an embrace that is breath stopping. You sweep me to you, and at once our bodies are one: there is no where I end and you begin; no where you end and I begin. We are melded into one entity of energy. You ho...
Disclaimer: this is a work of fantasy in an alternate future but it does include blasphemy. It is intended to be light-hearted. Please read advisedly. September 4th 2156. Thirty years after the second coming of Christ. The great redeemer returned to reclaim his flock at the beginning of the twenty-second century. An ecological basket-case, many had alr...