Trigger warning: This story portrays male-dominant, female-submissive, **CONSENSUAL** fantasy anal rape play. Keep that in mind before choosing to read further. It also contains some very mild scat that involves the mouth. ***** PART 1 - C'mon, Nicole, it'll be fun. Nicole did not look convinced. - Mmm ... but I've heard that it hurts and can make you...
I dedicate this story to Amanda, a fan of Jack Nicholson and a fan of Bostonfictionwriter. She asked me to write a story about Jack Nicholson with her in the starring role. I agreed to write the story because I've always been a fan of Jack Nicholson's, too. Normally, as you can discern from my name, Bostonfictionwriter, I only write fiction, generally ficti...
I'm one of the best paid and most sought-after male escorts in the world. I live mainly in hotels. And in my private gym in my London penthouse. My clients are the very rich and famous: top models, athletes, singers, actresses, and even royals. All loaded with money. In my line of duty money is not a factor; I get very well paid and always what I ask for. T...
"How about we play something different, this is getting kinda old," Oscar said, racking his pool cue as Sam sank the black ball yet again. "Aww sick of losing?" Sam teased. "What else did you think you might want to lose at?" "Geez, you guys are so damned competitive!" laughed Amber. "US?" asked Sam incredulously, "What about you, miss "ooooooh don't miss...
"Let me see if I have this right. You're telling me that the internet has stories alleging that Steve Hammer and my mother are involved in an ongoing affair. Is that accurate?" asked Gwen calmly. "Yes, that pretty well sums it up. What is your response to this affair?" asked the reporter doggedly. "You told me just in time! I was going to accuse my grandmo...
Wed, Mar 1, 00 I almost forgot Margaret tonight. I guess I have been leaving work earlier than normal recently like around 6 every night so I can get home at a good time and I... actually, I guess maybe I was just too eager to go make tea. So I was 10 minutes late and when I was driving there I realized I had not told Trish that I wouldn't be home until lat...
Written as a commission. * A shiny black BMW Z4 pulled into a dusty parking lot in the heart of the San Fernando Valley. The front door opened and a freshly buffed pair of expensive looking brogues planted themselves on the floor as big-shot Hollywood agent Joel Myers stepped out of his luxury car. He gazed at the sprawling movie set that stretched off int...
It never occurred to me that a picture on my desk would change my life so drastically. But I suppose that's the way life really is: the small things sometimes make the biggest difference. I was preparing for the day's practice of coaching girl's basketball at Stoneridge High School. I was in my office reviewing some scouting reports and set plays that I wa...
I started writing when I got home. The words flowed from me as I took the main female's character through her sexual journey into womanhood. I went into detail dealing with the emotions that were playing within her mind as she was being entered for the first time making sure to mention everything from the pain and discomfort caused by being stretched to the...
(When going into the Dragon's Lair, first make sure the Dragon is not at home) (Friday morning) Alice Delacroix walked into her office, cut off the light, and stopped. There was a strange man in her office, sitting in one of client chairs. His back was to her. "Hello," he said without turning around. "I would like to talk to you. You are in trouble and I'...