The new day dawned with sun streaming in through my open curtains and I felt sooo relaxed as I woke, and while I lay enjoying the dappled light coming through the leaves of the tree in our back garden I replayed the events of yesterday in my mind. What a day - the day my life irrevocably changed - for good or ill I suppose is yet to be seen - but for now I...
"Dad I love him and I will marry him." I said furiously to my dad. "Meona Johnson, you are not going to marry him ever and that's my final decision." He snapped at me. "Why dad why, why don't you want to see me happy?" I asked him crying. "Meona he's not right for you." He whispered. "Dad stop it, you don't know him. He loves me." I told him to make him...
Chapter 1 Joan was going to spend a few weeks with her aunt and uncle at their summer home in a remote area of south central Missouri. It was the summer between her Junior and Senior years at the University of Missouri in Columbia. She had turned twenty one earlier that spring. Her Aunt Susan was in her early-forties and along with her Uncle Mike ran a ver...
My husband, Rick, was at his company's week long global sales conference being held at a lovely mountain resort, set in forests overlooking a lake. This was the first time that wives were allowed to accompany their husbands to this annual company function. I was very grateful for this, as it gave me a chance to meet some of Rick's international colleagues th...
(This is a sequel of sorts to my previous story 'Intergalactic Sexy Scientist' as they both feature the same David character. You do not really need to read that story to understand this one but there will be some references to it.) It had been three days since David had returned from the USA and with the thought of his collaboration with Ruta, the visito...
The inn is rustic, the wooden tables sat liberally throughout the structure. Large casks and glinting bottles line the shelves behind the bar. Men sit around the room, some have the occasional woman in their lap, while serving women carry massive trays of alcohol to various patrons. On the tables candles light the way, and steins dripping with various alcoho...
This is a story that some will not understand, unless you are familiar with the lore of the story. However the start of this tale takes place in modern times. As for me the storyteller... I can't use my real name, so I'll say my name is Demarco. I'm in my early twenties and through all my recent travels I thought I had seen it all, but nothing could've prepa...
You slip into an open space amongst the millions (and millions…) of the other mall patrons' vehicles. Oak Land is a pretty typical mall. Two floors, thousands of stores, millions of people and the god-like food court. The ad didn't say where in the mall they would be, just that they were there. You pushed your way through the masses, heading for the escalato...
The Dungeon. Sounds like a fetish club, I know. But it's just an alternative nightclub in the city where I live and study. I love to go down there a few nights a week to have a few drinks, meet new people and listen to some great tunes. I must just explain, I am a sub, always have been and always will be, even before this story I'm going to tell you. Well,...
This story, while a fantasy, is based on real Lifestyle parties I've attended. If you haven't attended a house party, many of the details below are what you can expect. If you'd like me to share some stories about my real life experiences, just ask. I had been to Lifestyle parties many times. My first was at an apartment rented just for hosting parties. I k...