Perched over the side of the bed while staring down at the collar, an absurd image suddenly takes root in my head. All I can picture is Gollum in Lord of the Rings, reaching out for the eponymous Ring itself. Precioussss, the creature in my head croons and, suddenly, the mood shifts and I roll as a giggle fit overtakes me. Despite being alone, I reach fo...
Hey guys. Hope you all had a good Christmas and are having a good New Year. I apologize that I haven't submitted anything for a while and would like to inform you all I've been struggling with putting stories together from a combination of laziness and writer's block. I'm not fully satisfied with this, but wanted to get it out to my small fanbase and possibl...
Eighteenth Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales Madame Zora's School of Magic was like no place Latina had ever seen. The carpet, walls, chairs, couch, and curtains were all a rich, deep, erotic purple, just the color that Latina loved so much in clothing, cars, and especially in men's aroused equipment. The room reminded Latina of those upsta...
I knew that today was going to be a very strange day. My Mistress had ordered me to spend some time "punishing" my Test Coordinators (or face dire, but unspecified, consequences). I wasn't too sure why I'd be punishing them. Yes, they had given me some somewhat onerous tasks to perform and document, but that was, I thought, their job. Oh well, ours is not to...
Chapter 1—Our first orgy Part B This is a continuation of the story of the ladies Part A and our get together. We are at the love hotel and Honoka and I had just finished fucking. Everyone was now in the tub talking about their lives and other things. If you want to get to know M Chan better you might want to start at the beginning with M Chan "Chapter 1—F...
"So are you coming to my shoot today or not?" Lindsay shouted out her patio door to me as I finished taking her trash out. "Yeah, I'm coming, just needed to finish cleaning up around here." I sniped back at her, slipping past her into the living room of the guest house she rented. I was in a foul mood about the scene Lindsay was going to shoot today. I trie...
The humans called it 'the Crags'. The elves called it 'Waking Dream' (translated from that strange, apostrophe-filled language that even they scarcely understood). Precious few of either kind called it home. The cold, rocky desert was an ugly bed of old cairns and entombed memories, and nobody was much inclined to dwell on what was past. Here rested the idol...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This wa...
"We'll just make an appearance, then leave as soon as we can," I said to my wife. My boss had invited us to his annual New Year's Eve party, and neither of us were enthusiastic about going. "Vince is just so arrogant around women, he makes my skin crawl," said Kathy. "Do we have to go at all?" "I don't think he ever bought our excuse from last year," I repl...
Resisting one sexy barely-legal teenage school girl might have been possible. But resisting two? They came back to the room, which also served as my office, after class, at 4:00pm. I'd written them up for using their telephones in class, and told them they'd get detention for it. Valeria was Russian; her family had come to America five years ago. She was...