I bet that when you think of an ancient Greek Nymph, all kinds of naughty images come into your mind, eh? Well, the reality is far different. My name is Electra, and as an Outcast from the Otherworld, part of which falls under the dominion of the Hellenistic Gods, I've come to consider the planet Earth my home. Anyone looking at me would see a five-foot-ele...
BACKGROUND Surrounded on each side by a scattered array of notes to herself, fact sheets and statements, 32 year old Andrea Bell leaned back on her weathered sofa and exhaustedly combed her hands through her short, curly brown hair. "How in the Hell am I ever going to make this work?" the budding assistant district attorney sighed, wondering aloud how the...
The Bacchanalia Author's note: this is the last in the original story arc for La Playa, the ultimate bisexual swinger resort in the Carribean. As such it refers to characters and sub-plots developed in the previous 16 stories. I hope you will find that this story stands well on its own, but you may get even more out of it by reading the rest of the series....
Chapter 02 The Mark of the Panties Still a virgin at 19, I lost my first cherry to Los Angeles--it fucked with my mind. The rest went when my roommates introduced little Kansas me to the Bohemian college scene and the wonderland of sex (still quite hidden in the '50s). But I didn't have much trouble finding eager guys at UCLA. My first teaching job at a s...
This is the conclusion of the Wine Tasting party. At dinner Craig hinted at the activity after dinner. The catering crew arrived at about 5:30 and most of the members of the group were in their rooms; resting or making love. Craig showed the chef the kitchen and went back to be with Cathy. It took a little longer to get the meal ready and everyone sat in...
I woke up not knowing or remembering exactly where I was or what I was doing there. I did know that I had a fierce headache. Touching the right side of my head I could feel a little dried blood just above my ear and then I started to remember where I was and how I got there. I knew I was somewhere in southern Tennessee, near the village of Pittsburg Landing...
AUTHOR'S NOTE AND CONTENT ADVISORY — This story can possibly stand alone, but I recommend reading Chapters 1 and 2 first, which you can find under my author profile. The events in this chapter occur a few months after the end of Chapter 2. Please be aware that this story has a cuckolding theme, plus some humiliation and male-to-male bisexual contact. If th...
It has been almost a year since Tim, my boyfriend, introduced me to his machines. Since then, I have spent much of my time in the basement, strapped down, enjoying the unique combination of pain and pleasure only they can deliver. Unknown strangers remotely control these machines. At first, we allowed them free access to the app that determines what these m...
Ida scanned the small but modestly decorated room with an ever growing sense of discomfort. Her nervous gaze shifted from Rahim's shirtless body to his younger brother, Sterling, as he strutted across the living room. Ida could see the curious expression etched across his 18 year old face as he openly sized her up. "She's Mom's Avon Lady, Sterling," Rahim q...
Carr didn't feel the blow that hit him square in the forehead. His body flew through the air, hitting the back of his head on a large rock. The sickening thud went unheard by the fighting Were's. The crumpled body of the chocolate colored wolf lay still, his chest barely moving. Blood dripped from his nose. Bryant continued to spray the Beta in the face. He...