I was just out of college and on my first assignment. I had landed a job that a lot of my friends have kidded me about, I'm in the marketing department of a well-known cosmetic sales company that you've no doubt heard of. My assignment was to provide support for an exhibition we were putting on at a large conference aimed at franchising opportunities for wo...
This is my first attempt at humor. If I didn't succeed please forgive me. This is a first encounter between Teddy and a dildo told from the POV of the dildo. It is not intended to be erotic however if it is more power to me. ================================== My first memory is coming alive by having my batteries inserted. I was laying on a bench with a...
Rebecca lay awake unable to drift off to sleep. She'd just been to a sex toy party and was eager to try out her new toy on Karl. The problem was, she'd told Karl not to wait up as she knew she'd be out late, but now she wished she hadn't. Rebecca bit her lip and slid herself under the sheets then carefully pulling down his boxers, began to lick and suck on K...
Do not read this story if you don't enjoy the notion of women objectifying sex as deeply as men. Most pornography is actually based on that concept but, if it bothers you, read no further. I get tremendously greater amounts positive feedback than negative and there are many people who want to hear more of my experiences. That being said... All of Angel's st...
Every Christmas season, I make a trip to New York City. A shopping trip. I could do my shopping in Boston, or any number of other places, but there is something special about New York City at Christmas. That means something coming from me. I don't like New York City. I don't like its size. I don't like the people racing by on the sidewalks, unsmiling, h...
NOTE: Written by a foreigner who's definitely not anti-American. – E. G. * In 1944 the mid-west town of Tush had a population of 347 comprised mainly of military deserters, retired prostitutes, unemployed mailmen who'd found the cheapest place in the country to live, wife beaters on the run, women in black vinyl suits carrying chains and black whips, fugit...
Scene 1: Interior, Day. Olim meminisse juvabit. The Latin tag swam lazily to the surface from the depth of his subconscious. One day we will look back and rejoice. He chuckled at the irony of that particular piece of Ovid coming to mind at this time. He was more used to quoting the 'dirty bits'. The doubtful benefits of a classical education. Reaching for t...
The sound of the huge volume of seed sloshing in my gut seemed deafening in my ears! As I hurried across the reception hall I felt that everyone must be able to hear the caustic, viscous fluid slopping against the walls of my stomach. I took my seat at the main table as I swallowed the last stringy remnants of the pungent liquid. I knew that every male eye...
Author's Note: I couldn't decide what category to put this series in at first, I eventually decided on BDSM because to me that's what the story is truly about, however there is also a Sci-Fi / Fantasy element because of where I've set the story that readers should be aware of. Enjoy! *** Alanna stumbled as she was pulled into the room, along with the othe...
She had always been very rough with him, the big woman, but this morning was exceptional, and different. She had come home late from her usual soiree with other local mistresses and had whipped him mercilessly for no apparent reason; she had woken him during the early hours several times, tormented him and had her arse licked while she applied her dildo or h...