It all began innocently enough, a day like most others in the hot August weeks of the North-east. Mark and his wife, Diane were sitting by the backyard pool enjoying a little afternoon sun and relaxation on a day home alone. As their two boys were now older, the two found themselves in the enviable position of being empty nesters, with more time to themselve...
Author's note: After many months spent on a project of futa novel, I decided to clear my head with a short story. The self-imposed rule was to write as fast as possible, without the painfully long rewriting and overthinking I usually indulge in, and then to see what happens. I hope the result is readable. Feel free to tell otherwise in the comments. Given...
Debbie never expected the suburban life to last. When she was 23 and knocked up by the bass player of her favourite indie metal band, the idea of giving up her hard partying life seemed so distant that she baulked at the idea. However when Isaac put down his bass, left "the Needlesnakes", and got a job at the nearby supermarket it all fell into focus for her...
This is a sequel to "Erica's Awakening". I want to thank my editor "Navaura" because she convinced me that we couldn't let Erica's story end with her awakening. All the characters in the previous story return along with a new bad guy that tries to make his fortune by using Erica. This will be at least 9 long chapters with the bad guys only showing their hand...
The fourth day He woke from his sleep with less of a headache than he would have expected and saw that she was walking around the balcony naked again, a small towel draped around her neck that every now and again she would take an end and dry the ends of short blonde hair. She leaned over the railing in the same place that he had before, her still red botto...
***All characters are over 18*** "I don't know, Mandy...are you really sure this is the best thing to do?" Trisha was skeptical. Mandy nodded, pulling a strand of short blonde hair away from her face. "It's the only thing to do, Trish. I have to!" The two cheerleaders shut their lockers together, ready to head to English class. Trisha's frilled pink mini...
The sounds of the Brinton St. Michael Halloween Party died to a distant chatter as Becca stepped out of the old building, tears beginning to appear at the tops of her cheeks. Her thick soles clattered loudly on the flagstones as she walked, echoing around the courtyard in the moonlight until she disappeared through the open gateway and pat-patted down the ro...
So you don't think I am a slut right? Well let me tell you what I did Last night and then you can judge for yourself. First of all you need to understand the relationship that I have with my husband. You see he married me because I was the biggest Whore that he had ever known, (so he told me.) He knew that I love fucking men and the bigger their cocks are, t...
Over the sounds of travel, I could hear their voices quite clearly while I was trussed up inside a zoo shipping crate. The trip was long, and I spent the time half aware, like in a fevered dream. From a hole in the top of the box, I would nurse fluid from a rubber nipple at the end of a bottle. When the bottle would empty, they would refill it while I slept...
For many women, such as my wife Terry, there is a very fine line between a man’s adoration for them, and being treated like a sweet piece of prime meat. Which is perhaps often the reason for women’s pretentious behavior towards men in general. That’s not to say that women don’t enjoy getting dressed up even to the point of looking slutty just for us, but I’m...