To the love of my life. "C, I love you so much. Enjoy having our fantasy in print. Happy Valentine's Day!" Votre Fille. ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ I sit lounging on the couch, watching you pick up the dishes from the party, toying with dressing in front of you or surprising you with what I have planned for the rest of the night. Surprising you wins...
Paul's out tonight and I am thinking back to our honeymoon, just a few weeks ago. Some of my readers have been asking me to write about the honeymoon sex, but most of it is really too intimate for me to write about. But I think I can write about the last night without giving away any secrets of the heart. Regular readers know this, but I put in it every sto...
Obviously, I don't own Star Trek, it's characters, copyrights, or settings. This is protected parody/fan fiction. * Holodecks and Transporters. Those two pieces of tech give us more trouble than anything else. Keeping the holodecks of Earth from eating the spoiled inhabitants of the Federation's capital world, its leaders and Starfleet officers, is my job...
It's the one night of the year when I can actually go out and be myself. I spend so much time trying to be someone else, someone socially acceptable. But Halloween? I am I. Forty-seven years ago, I became a vampire. I don't have some incredible saga to tell, the way Lestat or Diana have; it was just something I wanted. I had a fetish for vampires and loved...
For several years I explored life as Janice. There are so many stories that I'm not sure I could ever tell them all, or even remember everything that happened. My life as Janice changed so dramatically over those first few years. It started with wearing women's clothing for grief comfort and turned into a whirlwind of sexual exploits and adventures. I'm old...
She was in her early 40's with blonde curly hair and a full, rubenesque body. She had never physically met him. What had started as a friendship had turned into something quite different. He had seen her on her webcam many times. He had played with her mind in order to watch her reactions, her facial expressions and her breathing. They had decided to meet h...
No series of stories about the effect clothing can have on a person's sex life, could be complete without a look at corsets. In this Jo does more than look. Chapter 1 Jo was lying on her front. Her head was turned to her left, away from the centre of the massive, king-sized bed, her eyes were closed. A thin, crisp, white cotton sheet was draped across...
(1) Jackie is hopelessly enslaved now, addicted to the orgasms and her fetish female clothing and makeup. (2) Johanna is her usual psychopathic self, molding and shaping Jackie to be her fantasy woman. (3) As always, it is best to read previous chapters to get the gist of Jack's transformation to Jaqueline. (4) This is not real, the characters not real ei...
Chapter 1, Preparation I looked at the borrowed room: a single red rose in a bud vase on the nightstand, my clothes for the evening laid out on the bed, and a handwritten note resting on top of a box on the pillow. It was only the second time I'd seen your handwriting; the first was when you sent a note along with my public collar. Welcome home, my dear!...
Hephaestus limped toward the anvil where Arges was using his heavy hammer, carrying a delicate chain tented in his fingers, and he held it up for Arges to see. "Do you think she will like this one?" Hephaestus asked him, offering it to the Cyclops. Arges blinked the single eye in the middle of his forehead and sighed. "Why do you keep offering these thing...