This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Tuesday, October 30 "You're okay with last night?" I asked both Veronica and Carol over coffee. "I am," said Veronica. "But you need to spend some one-on-one time with her as you agreed last night." "If Veronica's good with it, I am as well," said Carol....
This is a rather sexist story. In fact, pretty outrageously so, and that is an explicit satirical intention. If stories of this type would be offensive to you, then you shouldn't read it. It is modeled after the loving wives and brides genre available in Japanese adult videos. Otherwise enjoy! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Walter Kresky was hav...
"So, uh, before anyone does anything that they might regret," I said, lifting up my hands. Several Doyen paladins were standing before me and the rest of Bravo Squad (and Vicky Smith, but I wasn't sure that she counted yet) and each of them had their psi-swords crackling and sparking. Behind them, the civilians were rapidly fleeing the interior city. Clearly...
Thanks to the readers who commented on Part one. I will get better at this with practice and advice. ***** Finally, a way back came from an outside source. We had friends who had been married almost as long as we, and who were about our age. We had been close friends and companions for over 20 years, and they had visited me almost every day in the hospital...
On our way out, I glanced down to see my dick pointing ahead right at Bob's ass, like an arrow whizzing towards the bullseye. I felt this sudden warmth mixed with excitement, joy and lust flooding my body and called, "Hey, Bob!" He stopped and, before he had a chance to turn around, I reached him with a long stride. I wrapped my arms around him. My cock, ho...
Joe Avarege was not the most handsome of men, he was rather... average. At 181 centimetres he was moderately tall, his face was relatively plain, but he kept it clean shaven and overall well groomed to be attractive to women. Joe was of average built and relatively slim, but had a little belly which are so common among modern men. His head was bald but decen...
** Hi all, the story continues! I hope you all enjoy the second chapter. I'm having a really good time writing this, and there's another chapter planned after this to round off the series. Just a small reminder that as an aussie, I generally write in British English. Thus, the spelling of certain words may be slightly different for any US reader. I hope it...
This story is about a love affair between a guy who identifies strongly as a dog, and a woman who is, in the D/s sense, his Mistress. This is in no way a BDSM story; it's actually a pretty soppy love story: Things start out great, then threaten to go sour, but finally we end with wedding bells. When I read some stories here with the "man gets treated like...
Author's note: I'll admit, I'm not a huge fan of metal or the Butcher Babies. Actually, I hadn't heard of them before a week or so ago, but the short version is this: they're a metal band led by two women who (used to) perform wearing nothing but electrical tape on their nipples. They don't do it so much now, as I understand it, but you can still find plenty...
Tonight was his birthday. His present was my ass's virginity. I'd prepared it for him, stretched my back entrance with my fingers and toys so as soon as he came home he could have me. I heard him open the door and call for me. I didn't answer, I wanted him to see me how I was. My ass high up in the air with a large plug in it. Hanging from a ribbon around...