He was sitting in the big low armchair when I came in. I threw my bag on the couch and went to the kitchen, returning with a couple of bottles of beer. I took a long sip and put the bottles on the table next to his chair, and I sat down on his lap, my legs dangling over the chair arm. He put his arms around me and we exchanged a lengthy kiss. "How was your...
Stop what you're doing. I know all you want is to be treated like the filthy little slut you are. Stop trying to fight it. You spend all day pretending to have thoughts and opinions. Someone needs to put you in your place, and show you what it means to be completely under control. If you're not naked, you should be. Take everything off. Then sit up, kneeli...
(I'd like to thank the people who read this story and offered their time and talent in editing, particularly snooper and Intriguess. This story is very carefully told from the point of view of only one person. If you are wondering what the other characters are thinking or feeling then I invite you to use your imagination. If you are so inclined, please feel...
Cherie is bridesmaid at Karen's wedding * Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living pe...
I met Kelly in a Starbucks close to a hotel off Interstate 80. It was about an hour from where she lived, and four hours from my home. I was en route to a conference, so that made it convenient. This was our first face-to-face encounter after several weeks of correspondence via a BDSM website. She was married, and in her late thirties. Her hair was short and...
This is the latest chapter of the ongoing story of how the Goddess came to possess the world. In writing the entire work, I have attempted to produce a coherent narrative based on a consistent world-view. To help with this process I have produced some "historical notes". These explain the origin of the culture from which Lilith and Leela come. I know that th...
Let us take a bit of a time warp back into Chapter 3 and see just what went on after Amber left Britney alone in her dressing room. ******************** As Amber shut the door to the dressing room, Britney collapsed onto the sofa that she had specially requested. She had promised Amber that she would behave until they were checked into their hotel that ev...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = It's so nice to be insane No one asks you to explain Radio by your side, Angie Baby Angie Baby, you're a special lady Living in a world of make-believe Well, maybe... Well, maybe... From the song "Angie Baby" written by Alan O'Day and sung by Helen Reddy in 1974 This series of stories...
My fiancée at the time (Susan), her best friend (Carol), and I took a two-hour trip to visit a college buddy of mine (Ted) for the weekend; we had set up kind of a long distance blind date. Now Susan, Ted and I are extremely good friends and drinking buddies from college, and Susan, Carol and I are extremely good friends and drinking buddies from our home to...
I got such positive feedback from my first story I thought I'd continue to chronicle our adventures! We are both FTM Transmen who enjoy getting off in public. Enjoy! I had so much fun the last time we went to the movies I couldn't wait to go again! Just remembering how he fingered my wet hole right there in the back row with several other people sitting jus...