Sunday night while flying back home, Taylor smiled thinking of Ann. That morning when the two of them had finally awoken after their long passion filled night, both had been awkward around each other. Poor Ann had problems walking, and complained that peeing hurt. Ann was in the shower, while he made breakfast, when her brother walked in through the door. Th...
This is a bit of an alternate future. It is strange in places with weird conditions and different kinds of drives. It is a maybe, a might have been, a what if. I hope you enjoy it. All participants are over 18 and I guarantee you they do not exist in real life. If you know these people welcome to the world of strange. I reside there frequently. Take a mome...
by c.w. cobblestone and cuckytoher The bus bounced wildly along the road, lurching at every turn, causing the passengers to lean hard every time we came to a sharp bend. The sun was almost gone, and the dusky scenery outside the window was a shadowy green blur as we raced past the countryside. The bus driver must've been in an awful hurry - he was drivin...
I'm fucked. How I got to this point is not exactly a mystery. I've made several really bad decisions over the past two months and I have no earthly idea how I'm going to get out of this. First, a little background. My name is Mark Mackenzie and I'm an Associate Professor in the Humanities at a reasonably well-known midwestern university. I'm 42 years o...
16 Life had gone dull--dull--dull. Irene and Julie had drifted away. It seemed that they were so interested in each other now that they just didn't have time for Tanya. Every now and again, they would run into each other around the campus. Greetings were friendly and there was a sincere interest in knowing what was going on with all of them but the lust an...
White sheets smelling like lavender. A cool breeze blowing behind me, and the room is filled with sunlight basking from the sun outside. I look across the bed and I see Ken resting his eyes, with a warm smile on his face. We're naked and lying in bed together. My eyes dart downwards, past his toned chest and abs, and down to his enormous cock. He's hard, a...
I must admit that I was of two minds regarding Victoria's demotion to the ranks of the African slave girls. While I recognized the harsh jolt to her self-esteem the loss of her to-the-manor-born white privilege caused, I knew her life long denial that such privilege existed meant that this was a lesson she needed to learn. Her change in status was immediat...
Of course, this is a work of fiction and those knowledgeable in things transgendered will find many flaws in the details of this story. Let them go. It's erotic fiction, not a medical treatise. Although I enjoy BDSM there is none here except that the idea of having one's body transformed in some permanent way seems to me to be the ultimate bondage scenario....
Author's note: This is version 3. I edited it once for inconsistencies, continuity errors and embarrassing editing mistakes, and then I finished designing the world and realised it shouldn't end where it did and I had a proper ending and... So, this is version 3. Original note: Here we go again. Part 7 of a one-part serial. Questions answered, questions...
The red, gold and brown leaves danced across the tarmac as the taxi swept down the tree lined avenue on the mild autumn Friday afternoon. Cherry sat in the back seat with the sunlight flashing across her face as it shone between the passing branches. It had taken her a little while to reach this point in her journey, not in the taxi, but in her erotic discov...