Elyse sat stunned as the clients roared their approval. She had gone through a series of emotions as she watched Darlene have very public sex - fear, shame, excitement, arousal. For the moment, it was all a mix and a jumble. While Elyse was thinking, Darlene regained her composure. She sat up and affectionately kissed the black man, then the brown one. She...
"How many more, Raymond?" You ask, idly studying your fingernails. The shirtless man standing in the courtyard, breathing heavily, turns to face you. "Only one, my Queen. A stable boy accused of theft by his employer." Without looking up, you reply, "Very well. Have him brought in. And get this one out of my sight." Your eyes fl...
This is a story about Stephanie, a new hot wife. I first introduced her in the first story I wrote, “Cards With Friends.” Stephanie is married to Jason, who is now a happy cuckold husband. This is now the ninth story with her. At the end of another story I wrote about these two, called “Threesome for a Hotwife,” Stephanie now wears a gold anklet on one of he...
Man, when you close your eyes, you can still remember the taste of being rich. You used to be the shit, to have moxie. Simply put, no other man in the 20s had more of a presence in New York high society than you, the one and only John Doe. Your father was born from a poor working-class family, of making it big as a theatre actor. As for your mother, she was....
Recession Blues: Wife Forced to Strip Original story: Stormbringer 'Novelization': RogueAlan I have been enjoying Stormbringer's stories for years. 'Welcome to the Neighborhood' is a personal favorite. I stumbled across illustrated panels for 'Recession Blues' a couple years ago, and again more recently. The story was great, and while the art is worth tr...
Taking Stock David completed his report and gently closed his lap-top. He felt very pleased with himself. Since returning to the East Coast his job had been going very well. He rarely had to bring work home with him any more and this had really just been a case of dotting a few 'i's and crossing a few 't's. Now just about the whole of the weekend was his to...
I cut my eye teeth on Western novels. I still enjoy them and just had to try my hand at writing one. If you aren't fan of that genre, and many are not, this will not be your cup of tea. You just might like it, however. The novel is complete and will be submitted a chapter a day, more or less. There is no sex, but lots of romance and fights! Thanks to those o...
Nelliel was probably wishing she'd signed up to be tutored in the sword-arts by just about any other teacher in the world right now! This Kenpachi man... Something wasn't right about him... Well, maybe it should be more like there wasn't anything right about him! Worst of all was his height... Their teacher towered over the class at 202cm, making her one of...
I realise that I am leaving myself open to being pilloried by the 'Anonymous' brigade with this story. In a previous story, 'A Good Year' I attempted to delineate between the story, and my comments on the writing process, by italicising these comments. But it didn't work and, of course it was all my fault! I should have italicised the comments I was told. Th...
It'd been a bad week. That's all there was to say about it, really. On Monday, my rent check had bounced, when my boyfriend - ex-boyfriend now - had cleaned out my account and hopped into the car of a waitress called Darla who worked at the diner in town. I found this out when the landlord grabbed me on my way up the stairs the following evening, pointing...