The instant he stepped through the door I dropped to my knees, hands clasped behind my back, eyes staring at his gray lowtop Chucks. I was naked except for my collar, and that combined with my position made me feel completely subservient to him. I was desperate to beg him to take me, use my body in whatever way would most please him, but I didn't say a word....
Willow stealthily made her way up the path to Giles' apartment. She looked left and right, wary of both human and demon interference. Thankfully, the path was clear. She reached the front wall of his Spanish style apartment and peaked in the small window. Giles lay there on the couch. He was clearly sleeping, his glasses rested crookedly on his nose. His f...
This story is the third of the series featuring Elsie and Connor. If you haven't read the first two, then they are available here and here. Although they're in different categories, they're all really romance. Hope you enjoy. This is dedicated to Elsie Grey. She should know why by now. * * * Elsie waved the box at him, unable to get her brain around what...
As I headed home that evening, the tears again began to flow. How I'd retained my composure when Jennifer made her statement about wishing we could be a family again was beyond comprehension. What was worse was the realization that I was the one responsible for everything. Bill wasn't the only one to look back on the past that night, I sat there and tried a...
In the cold gray light of dawn, Michael woke with the agony of another throbbing headache. Placing his hand on his sweating forehead, he muttered under his breath, "Damn, damn, damn. I hate being sick." With a sigh, he crawled out from under the covers, careful not to wake the sleeping angel on the other side of his bed. Her full name was Angela, but she w...
As usual I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. As always I'll also add that we don't always see eye to eye with each other, and often play around with a story after they have read it. Consequently I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. Clarificati...
I was nervous, as you would imagine, on my first night as a male stripper. Most men would have a knot in their stomach before taking their clothes off in front of a baying crowd of middle aged, cock starved chav women. I, however, had another worry. As it happened, I didn't want to be a stripper, far from it, but my rent was due and I had spent all of my m...
Hello Readers, I am back with my, next installment, I don't mind bad comments, but again, if you already read my first installment, and were convinced that I should not write any more, So would like to remind you "Lit policy" that readers who does not want to read a story won't be forced to read. And those who wants to read please comment and tell me where d...
It's amazing the way time marches onward. You wake up in one reality, looking outside a window and wish for green grass you see on the other side, moist with the dew of a new morning. Before the end of the day, you find yourself walking out the door, looking back at that window into your former world, with the brown grass tickling your ankles, and the thunde...
This is the third part of a trilogy involving my wife and I enjoying threesomes with a younger male co-worker of hers and a young woman who lived next door. * Our adventures with other couples and threesomes are limited in number, and we honestly do not fit the classic definition of swingers but the adventures we have had have been memorable. Our experi...