Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Kevin knew before he even swiped right, that she might be the best thing to ever happen to him. They talked for a few hours before deciding to meet up the next day. He couldn't stop thinking about her long hair, the way it would look so good wrapped around his fist as he......
18 MONTHS LATER Rachel stepped out of the nail salon feeling confident and looking forward to the night's events. She had just gotten a fresh French manicure and pedicure. As she walked to her car, she caught a glimpse of herself in a shop window and smiled. She looked hot—her wavy hair fell over her shoulders, which were exposed by a form-fitting gray swea...
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Part II: How Did We Get Here Anyway? ************* A short multi-part story of how a man meets a figure from his past and how it impacts every aspect of his life. Part II gets more adult. ********* Catching up and a Few Sparks I easily found the coffee shop Amber had texted me she would meet me at. It was a typical Starbucks, and Amber looked like...
Chapter 1 Lightly balding, wiry and muscular Charlie Tucker (43), looked under the short skirt of his work partner sitting opposite him, the beautiful slant-eyed Bunny Rivers. "Beautiful thighs. Does your husband still appreciate your body?" Bunny, 10 years younger that Charlie, who'd heard him make that same comment perhaps 30 times in the seven months...
The time in San Francisco went by quickly. My last stop was Boston. This time, I did not have any time to stop home and see my husband Steve. We spoke to each other almost every day and he was getting lonely. I told him that I only had a month more of my primary research and then I would be home for a couple months putting my paper together. He could have me...
I could hear Brooke's soft whimpers as I slowly descended the staircase into the basement dungeon of our home. It was early morning and I had left her there to spend the night hours before. I doubted she had had any sleep as I had just spent a most wonderful night next to My darling Sammie. I smiled to myself as I saw her as I have left her, firmly bound to...
Chapter 2: Black Pharaoh The economic boom began about week three and the town went crazy all over again. The Governor announced a new highway, then a new rail terminal, then an airport expansion. Plans were unveiled for a luxury hotel on the site of our dilapidated white projects. One of the big banks was relocating here, a pro basketball team began talks...
Held aloft, she is bathed in the light of lambent gold. The receding sun her nimbus, her divine outline trace with a bright band; she revels in abandon, perched atop her adoring subject, the phallus, planted deep inside her. She is lifted, its final fervent thrust canons molten worship into her. Their combined juices jet from her nether in a conical fount, g...
I thumbed through one of those glossy movie magazines as I waited for my slave to be prepared at Dominie House - known to its exclusive membership as "Dom House", of course. I was only reading it because the magazine had an interview with me, and was in the form of one of those Question and Answer things. The last question read: "And tell our readers, Linda...