Disclaimer: this is a fantasy. Fantasy is legal. One day, I was on one of my regular jaunts through the forest when I randomly decided to change up my hike a bit. I knew of a small pond fed by a natural spring well off any well-worn trails and the idea occurred to me that I could go rest there for a bit, maybe even take a quick dip in the water. I knew the...
Thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing my story. * I'll begin by telling you I'm known as the 'Bad Boy'; have been since I was a kid. You've all met guys like me; always getting into trouble. Drinks, smokes, stays out late. I've been in so many fights I can't even tell you how many I've been in. I know I have a very bad temper and a very short fu...
Rachael Morrison was in her room, unpacking her clothes and other stuff. She couldn't believe that she was taking a chance like this, but for once, she really thought that she was doing the right thing. Just about her whole family was against the move that she had made, but Rachael thought that it was something that she had to do. What lead to this was som...
The next day was a lazy Sunday. We slept in late. Then we went to our favorite bistro in SoHo for brunch. We were sipping coffee and reading the newspaper. Well, I had the newspaper in my hands but I wasn't focusing on the words. My mind was elsewhere. "Jen, can we talk about what we talked about last night?" I said. She put the paper down. "Sure baby,"...
This is a coming of age story, I have asked that it be put in the science fiction and fantasy category because it starts out with a bit of time travel, and it really doesn't fit anywhere else. If you're looking for spaceships or dragons, though, you may want to click the back button. Because after the time travel, it's simply a story about growth and love an...
This story contains m/f, f/f, m/f/f sex and anal play. ***** Milla, in her white faux fur robe, gazed at the lights of the city and stars of the sky from her second floor balcony. It was an early spring morning with a cool breeze and she enjoyed her post-sex smoke as she was still tingling between her legs and legs themselves felt like shaking rubber....
"What you two tall Gringos doing down here?" a tall slim Latina beauty, dressed loudly in the lilac dresses the bride's maids were forced to wear, and not looking comfortable doing it, greeted the Harris brothers when they walked to the backyard. She sounded very Barrio. "Cut it out, Contessa," Marcus, the bridegroom smirked. The Harris brothers: Reginald...
I cross my arms a little more tightly, grabbing at my ribs with the tips of my fingers, and breathe slowly. It's hard to keep myself calm, and the more upset I get the more I ramble. Lara is always fine with me rambling. Stream-of-conscious output, both verbal and nonverbal, is a very useful as a therapeutic outlet, she says, but I'm not in the mood. "Kit?"...
Note: This story is set in England, during the '80s, when mobile telephones were still on the horizon, TV programmes were recorded on Video Tape and problems of 'erectile dysfunction' were kept very, very quiet . It is a work of fiction. All the parties represented are of a suitable age, ie., over 18. Please be aware that no authors were harmed during the wr...
*** Disclaimer *** This is a FICTIONAL cuckold/cheating/voyeur themed story. If this might offend your delicate puritan sensibilities, then I advise to not read further. If you choose to and it reminds you of your own failings as a husband/boyfriend, keep that in mind before you're compelled to bombard me with poorly compiled illiterate "We don't tolerat...