One week before his wedding Ryan blew off his last customer call of the day and came home early hoping to rehearse his honeymoon. He opened the front door and was surprised to find his beautiful fiancé standing there decked out to the nines--black cocktail dress, a string of pearls, sheer black stockings, and high heels. Damn she looked good, he thought. "...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** He led them upstairs to the quiet restaurant section. It was a themed place, all the waitresses dolls, all looking exactly like Barbie - that one, famous fashion toy that both young girls and grown men all seemed so fond of. It was both clichéd and sexy. It was also one of...
Chapter V: Room 127 Reasoning her way out of depression was like trying to blow her face off with an unloaded weapon. Usually, it was a waste of time, but every now and then she got a surprise. Night finally fell on Sunday. It'd been a long, long day, and none of it had been fun. The attention-stealing skirt and blouse, the heels and hose she wore that nig...
The Saint Mark, 115 East 9th Street at 3rd Avenue, East Village Evelyn Green bit into the juicy red apple, the sound echoing off the tiles in the kitchen. She chewed thoughtfully as she stared at the words on the laptop screen, occasionally pausing to make additions to the text as needed. She reviewed a newly written passage. Near the border between the...
First in a series of AVN award winning former adult actress Victoria Paris as a Cougar in search of sexual adventures. Vicky was one of my first crushes in the 90's. ***** Victoria Paris had retired from the adult movie business in the late 1990's and had settled down to get married. She had been voted as AVN's 'Best New Starlet' of 1990, and later induct...
Three months had come and gone since that night, and I could still remember every detail. Nothing in my life had been so erotic. I'd thought often on the plane ride back to the states how I should have been horrified or ashamed, but all those memories did were make me wet and whimpering. I had snuck out like a thief with a torn dress and a suitcase in hand....
WARNING: This is a FANTASY story. It may contain themes of consensual non-consent, slavery, dominance/submission, and/or extreme pain. Please do not try any of this at home. Do not try ANY fantasy with ANYONE unless you've discussed it in detail with them beforehand. Informed consent is fucking mandatory. * It was Friday night, and my wife and I had a doub...
2009 had been a terrible year for me, I didn't get my promotion, my husband left me, and I gained twenty pounds. Well maybe I gained the twenty pounds and then my husband left but that's still no excuse. Therefore, you can imagine I had high hopes for this year but to tell the truth it hasn't been too good so far either. Then I got the bombshell from my moth...
Beth Atkins ran her hands over the leather of her new desk chair as she swiveled it. No longer was she in a cubicle but now in a private office with translucent walls that went from floor to ceiling. This was the office that her former boss Carl Snodgrass had occupied until he had degraded and ravished one too many underlings. Namely, herself. This time Per...
If there are no stupid questions, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? - Scott Adams Still, no sex but the adventure continues. This story is not a traditional romance story. If you're looking for that kind of thing, move along, nothing to see here. But if you enjoy an occasional trip down the rabbit's hole....come along, get ready, and dive in...