The day was slipping into its evening gown, that time when the birds finally shut up and go to sleep. When people make a wish upon the first star that dares to pierce the darkening blue veil deep in a summer’s yawn. That time when sailors go hunting for any strange pussy hot enough, and drunk enough to try on something just a little different than their usua...
United Airlines has a running series in their Hemispheres magazine, featuring a different destination every month: how to spend three perfect days in New York, London, Buenos Aires, wherever. Although no travel to exotic locales was involved, I just spent three perfect days in the western city where I maintain a small apartment for excursions into my secret...
(A standalone short.) * She put something in her drink. But not to take advantage... * Someone must have slipped something into her drink. Beyza was usually so careful. Never would she leave her drink unattended in a public space. That was just inviting disaster. And never would she accept a drink from a stranger; only from her closest friends, and even...
Characters: Joe and Janet; Joe's Friends: Chris and Paul; A neighbor. "Suck School" told how Joe trained Janet, his bride of three months, in the art and the correct terminology of fellatio – sucking cock. This story, in Janet's words, tells of their married life after Janet aced the one-night school. My schooling enhanced our marriage 1000%. Joe, w...
"You're sick." "Really." "You can't be serious. You must be out of your mind!" Running his finger along the length of the smooth, tanned skin of her leg, he gave her a small, almost distracted smile and a hint of a chuckle when she jerked her leg away in apparent distaste. "Au contraire. I have never been more serious in my life. It's time for a man of my...
Tanya and Nancy Rapier, better known as The Rapier Sisters who made a name for themselves in the entertainment world after starring in a number of popular sappy TV family-oriented sitcoms and movies, were at one time seemingly sitting on top of the world. They had their own magazine (which was no longer in circulation), they produced and starred in their own...
There I was, still impaled on a shemale's cock, one belonging to what was supposed to be my sissy slave, wearing her bra, her cum on my cheek along with my post-fuck smeared make-up, and my cum running down the full length mirror. "I fell" wasn't the best explanation for what happened, but it was all I could think of with my step-father's hulking frame loomi...
How many cautionary tales exist in mankind's collective consciousness of a man gaining his fondest wish and finding it to be unbearable torment? The man known as the Navigator could have answered that question, for he had access to man's collective consciousness. At least, he could have answered the question if it hadn't happened to him. As such, he couldn't...
by BrettJ (c) 2015 As her sporty little MG sped along its destination to the Ritz, Candy struggled with the pangs of guilt over her imminent – and ongoing – betrayal. Her lovely Princess had a huge piece of her heart. She adored Clint, her boyfriend; he was everything she had ever wanted in a man. Almost. Yes, he was strong and athletic and funny and go...
There is no way it was rape. I knew exactly what I was doing. I wanted it to happen. To my knowledge, I had done nothing to make these guys think I was a slut. My friend Sarah and I had had a few drinks with them, yes, but I never so much as uttered a dirty word. I wore jeans and open-toe shoes. Under my blouse, my bra contained my breasts. I had barely dab...