Several weeks ago, I once again had the pleasure of meeting up with Charlene at the Belvedere. I had a blast at my first visit to the Bel (see Jake’s Tales Episode I) so I was looking forward to seeing her again. I arrived just before 2pm and a middle aged gay guy opened the door for me as he saw me approach. He said he was standing in for the owners. So I g...
I am a bear, a furry, fucking bear. In real life my name is Rob Lawrence. I am an auto mechanic, a job that I use to fund my real passion of being the bear. Let me explain how it all started. I am a big man 6’6” tall and over three hundred pounds. Not ripped, not fat, just big, really strong, and really ugly. My face can best be described as prehistoric, as...
Welcome all to the first of what I hope is an informative and eye opening look into an untapped resource that is available to all us ladies out there. Imagine having a man at your beck and call, ready to drop his plans and pick you up, always willing to give your feet a rub or help you get ready for a night out. A man you can be yourself around, bitch abou...
In the interest of discretion, let the reader decide whether this story is a figment of my imagination, or whether the account really happened? Fact or Fantasy? You decide. The truth shall remain an enigma. ***** Once upon a time, in a faraway place, there was a Dancer, a ballerina, a leading ballerina, to be precise. She was approximately 30 years old, C...
Circumcision: A Love Story 1. Our relationship isn't exactly traditional. My name is Josh and I'm a 33-year-old freelance writer -- which really means that I'm mostly unemployed and spend a lot of time at home. That's not to say I don't play an important role in the relationship. Catherine is my fiancée, and she's a 33-year-old junior lawyer working in a...
All things considered, things hadn't turned out to badly for Clare. She still missed Roger on occasion, but those occasions were few, and she'd found that most of what she missed about him could easily be supplied by the men she picked up in the bars and supper clubs that surrounded Hidden Lake, and in a quantity and quality far more to her liking than anyth...
"You know, Nate, after all this time, I've forgotten to ask you about your romantic life. So?" I had looked forward to this moment and, at the same time, dreaded it for so long. Crimson shades run up my neck and I have no way of keeping them from going further. This always happens. And it only makes my embarrassment worse. "Nothing," I whisper. "Okay, wel...
Chapter One: The Ministress of Protection The Ministress was seated at her desk at the top of a small dais and did not look up when they entered. The first thing that Cayla noticed were the woman's exceptionally long, smooth legs which were bare from ankle to mid-thigh before they disappeared beneath her short, snug pale blue dress. Cayla turned her head, t...
After receiving a cloned body I was immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat...
The characters in this fanfic are property of SquareSoft and are in no way affiliated with me. If vivid descriptions of sexual activities offend you, please do not go on in your reading. One week following the destruction of Sorceress Ultimecia and the world being returned to normalcy, Zell, Irvine, Selphie and the pigtail girl were sitting around an early...