Here is another story told to me that I thought was worth writing up. Why is it when friends find out you like to write and they read what you've written, that they seem obligated to give you things to write about? Well on a brighter note. This story was told to me by the same friend who was the inspiration behind 'Nymphette', which some of you liked....
As with my other stories, reading this story while listening to the music playing behind the main scenes can enhance the reader's experience. The pieces are: Nigel Good feat Sarah Clark - Always Running (original mix); and Matvey Emerson feat Freya - Gimme Your Love (original tropical mix). * Who's in charge of the world that is you? Who is in charge of t...
I think we're both a little too used to things being how they are. We're on a bench in our shared college campus, watching the clouds pass us by. You point out the shape of each one and even though none of them look like anything, I nod in agreement while trying not to lean on your shoulder or hold your hand. My mind steals the present from me as all I can...
An erotic story about a nude art model isn't exactly a groundbreaking concept but I found a fun twist that led to this femdom tale. Hope you enjoy it, but regardless I'd love to read your feedback. Let me know what worked, and what didn't, what you liked and what you didn't. *** Tommy Meets Lady Victoria Tommy took a deep breath and knocked on the door....
"I'm simply saying..." Matt began with a bemused smirk. "...just having all of those tentacles moving in different ways would be a chore, much less trying to coordinate all of that while feeling it. It's an intriguing idea but I don't see it working practically." Mara rolled her eyes. "Coordination is all about muscle memory. I'm sure you could figure it ou...
INTAKE It was a dark and stormy night. John Shaftsman's thumb was growing heavier by the minute as he plodded though the puddles in the breakdown lane of Route 30, also known as Conestoga Road after the wagons of the first settlers that set out west on this very road in search of a new frontier . Shaftsman was soaked, as God Himself seemed to be pouring b...
I was fairly chewing on the knuckles of one of my hands as I watched the team of men pull the Petrof baby grand piano out of the ferryboat at the landing and start to muscle it up to the beat-up old pickup truck. Most of the men looked as scruffy as both the ferryboat and the pickup looked, but this was as good as it was going to get on Daufuskie Island. At...
I entered the room casually and spotted you in the yellow chair. Legs hanging over one side, the shape of your hip and legs revealed with your red dress tucked beneath you. Approaching, I walk around the chair as I looked you over. Not paying attention the side table was bumped, waking you with a start. It took a second for you to recognize who I was. You s...
Just for You My Dear Little Girl, I want to write you a letter, dear. Wouldn't you like that? I want to write you soft, private words just for you. Words like tender kisses on your eyes as you read them. Words that will caress you and make you long to tell me everything. Are you done with your homework? Come, darling, make yourself comfortable again toni...
Uh, I just wanted to start by saying I'm totally new here, so I don't really know what I'm doing, but here goes. Hi, my name is John, and I think I'm in an emotionally abusive relationship. I guess that's what it is. Gosh it sounds so harsh saying it, but it is, it really is. Her name is Mel and she's amazing. We've been together ever since I was a teenag...