Rest in peace, Sexxxychat. As the stroke of midnight began June 23, 2005 Eastern Standard Time, visitors to the Sexxxychat site got a simple message: "This site is closed." From postings elsewhere, I've been able to pick up what I think is the story. I know that Yahoo! has banned all sexual discussions from their chat rooms (apparently because children we...
This is a fantasy about the Dead or Alive character Helena Douglas I discussed with another user on a different site. Contains a few elements of BDSM and D/s play, along with breast worship. * You crawl along behind Lady Helena with a collar and leash attached to you, held in her hand. Her nude body is fully displayed before you with no secrets. Her divine...
"KILLING TIME AT THE BLUE SHADOW" A few months ago... With the arm sleeves of his mechanic's coveralls tied around his waist, Orpheus occupies himself in his sketch pad, sitting on an old folding chair in facing a rusted derelict Studebaker. He loses his focus when he notices Angel walking to him from the front of the gas station. Orpheus feels a sudden...
"My Lord!" I said. "You must leave! Come! You are in grave danger!" It didn't matter how many exclamation points I used: The man just wouldn't budge. That might have something to do with the woman who had placed herself in front of him, flaunting everything she had. And she had a lot of everything. In truth, she hadn't even had to place herself anywhere. S...
Rick Hunter’s band quietly took their positions on the darkened stage. Except for those lucky fans in the front rows no one in the cavernous municipal arena knew the band was about to key their instruments, signaling the arrival of the man himself. Randy stood stage right soaking in the raw sexual energy generated by nearly 20,000 fanatical fans. Randy finge...
Author's Note: This story contains both gay male sex and straight sex. It is an erotic retelling of the classic story, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. If this turns you off, or if you're a medieval lit snob who will be pissed at me for messing up a classic story, don't read on. Otherwise, please enjoy. *************** "Welcome, sir knight, to our hall,"...
With a bow of her aged head, the Nanny stepped out leaving the two men alone. With the closing of the door, the hall lights lost, the room was dimmed to the flickering light of the fire. In the heavy shadows, the young Lord turned to look up, the presence at his shoulder felt leaning closer. The voice so close to his ear soft with a hushed awe that runs co...
The City-State of Kahn (Slums) The door of the small shack opened and in walked Hector. His small dwelling was in a forgotten corner of the slums where he could sleep in peace. The shack was just a single room, with a chest in the corner, a fire pit with a pot hanging over and a hammock for rest. Latching the bar closed he took off his cloak and tool bag se...
Thank you so much for the feedback and 'votes of confidence' as I put up the latest chapters, which mark a shift in tone. I was anxious about how that would go down, so I'm very grateful to see you are still enjoying the story. :heart: ***** Tashka trailed into Arianna's room and sank into one of the blue and yellow armchairs. She shut her eyes and lay st...
Jean heard someone calling her name faintly. She still felt sore and stiff but her eyes pried themselves open. Carefully, she pushed herself up and looked into the graying face of her beloved. "Take me to the window Jean." He asked softly. She nodded and then helped him sit up. The door opened and Sir Glen swept into the room bending down to help Jean lift...