(For those looking for sex, there will be PLENTY of that...as we move into this series... This is NON FICTION and is being written by both parties. We are extremely busy, and will have no concrete posting schedule due to our professional lives. I am sure that some will not like the white slave/Black Master dynamic, but for those of you who do...we thank you...
I sat in my den, oiling my trusty, blue-steel Parker shotgun, surveying the trophies on my walls. The shells loaded with double aught buckshot were already packed and ready to go. My name is ML Wens. I'm a professional troll hunter and this is troll season, my favorite time of year. I have stumbled into this job some time back after a town meeting at the L...
'Michael...' she started to say, 'I just.' Suddenly Dani flinched backwards, jerking back across the bed. I don't remember ever raising my hand to a woman in my life, I don't remember lifting my arm at her. But suddenly there it was, raised in the air, my hand open in a slap position... It never came down, I looked at it up in the air, ready to strike her....
My name is Michael, I'm 27, about average in every department you could think of, black hair, hazel eyes. I'm not ashamed of anything about myself, I don't wish anything was bigger, smaller, more muscular... anything like that. I'm happy with who I am. I was also happy in my relationship with Dani, my partner of just over twelve months. I could lie about h...
Moll typed fast. "Amelio. I did it! I'm over him!" Amelio, her married 40-year-old online buddy typed back. "No Way!" "Yes way! "You did?" "Yep..." she typed one last time, bursting into laughs. Wow. What a long time it had taken her to get over this hot man. "But you LOVE him! I mean, what happened to the mad woman I know?" he typed furiously. "She'...
"Ok, hon. Ready for me to do the paperwork?" The colonists still called bureaucratic procedure paperwork, even though paper was an all-but-forgotten concept. Wood from Terran trees, grown in biodomes, was still only available for luxury handicrafts. Trees were far too uncommon to think of pulping them for writing surfaces. Jessie's husband, Dave, already i...
My name is Bill. I live in Bayview. You may have read one or another of the other stories I've written. Or, maybe you haven't. It doesn't much matter. Anyway, I found an old digital photograph buried away on my hard drive the other day. It brought back memories. It was 1992 - twenty years ago at the time of this writing. Pretty obviously, I was quite a bit...
Expression revealing just how powerfully her now perfectly positioned pussy was enjoying the pulsing water jet, becoming mindless as her fully captivated body surrendered itself. This was not the first time my wife had cum here, holding on to the stainless steel edge of the pool, face reflecting her helpless state. No longer able to care that it was public p...
Part of a series of short stories with the common connection of 'Naked' and placed in various sections on this site. Some of them are funny, some are sad, some are quirky but all reveal the many facets of human emotion in all its naked rawness. If you like this one, please read: Naked Revenge under the Exhibitionist and Voyeur Naked Grief under Non Eroti...
A true story - I am the main character and all the various activities described were undertaken with my consent...no harm came to me in any way... ***** The date was fixed. The room was booked – neither of the willing parties could accommodate, a not unusual event in the world these two inhabited from time to time. The morning of their meet had now arriv...