Authors Note: This story contains many of the harsher elements of the BDSM lifestyle. If that disturbs you at all please stop reading now and find something more to your liking, there are many great authors on this site. To regular readers of the Bella series, I hope it lives up to your expectations, I am sorry it is late this month. Enjoy, ~ellie. "Frui...
Dear Reader, This is chapter 2 of "Reality Need Not Apply". Please take the time to read chapter 1 to better enjoy this story. As I previously mentioned, this story is a collection of fantasies that I can't easily (or at all) participate in in real life. While this story may better fit in the Group Sex category, I kept it in the Exhibition and Voyeurism...
****Jessica "Hey Jess," Laura said to me as she was dressed and heading out to go home. "See that older guy sitting there," she said pointing to a table directly in front of the main stage. "Yea," I responded seeing the back of the silver streaked gentleman's head. "That's Bryan," she explained. "He's really fun, has a great touch. Too bad I have to ge...
While Gyllen is still in the process of sailing over into the next continent, about to embark on the final leg of his grand excursion, let us turn our collective attentions back to his homeland of Platina one final time to see how life there has carried on for a few of its residents since the good prince's departure. One night, in a small hostel on an unna...
Lottie Daniels was never destined to be a trophy wife. She had good looks and a great body as a young woman, certainly. But she was smart – she had a first rate brain. She was academic, popular, and was obviously going places. She graduated with really good grades, went off to a top college where she ran for student governor, then secured a legal degree at a...
Note to readers: this is my entry into the National Nude Day Contest. All individuals having sex are over the age of 18. Please vote with stars if you like it. Comments are welcome and encouraged if you really, really like it. ************************* Laurel Creek Journal, July 2, 1993: I'm not sure if it was the panties, or the laughter, or the backpack...
Aryn woke me early in his usual way then did the same to Wren. By 8 o'clock the yacht was making its way along the coast with Wren and I on the sunbathing deck enjoying the morning sun and waving to any other boats that we saw. It was late morning when we turned into the bay and Aryn dropped the anchor. Neither Wren nor I had anything to do to get ready as...
Warning: This is a bondage and discipline story about women spanking their husbands. It is also a CFNM story. And it is also a story that celebrates domestic discipline where the female, not the male, is the disciplinarian. If the thought of a woman using a paddle on her husband's behind upsets you, or if a story about men having to act as sex objects and s...
Ch. 06- Hot Tubbing with Nymphilli Owen pulled away from our kissing, leaving me in a euphoric haze. 'Finally!' 'Freedom!' The girl Hathor, or Josephine, is most certainly another Succubus. I could smell her supernatural pheromones a hundred feet away, and I was certain she too could smell mine. However, she would assume I'm Megan, her best friend for t...
Tethys -- Growing the Tribe Part 3 This is the third part of the second of a series of tales of and by Tethys, a friend of mine. Most of the characters are introduced in the first series, "Gesso". Sorry for the long delay between stories. There are definitely more coming. Hope you enjoy! Taylor is happy to see me. Very happy. He even said so. He sai...