Please note that this story is rather extreme, and has elements of forced bi, painplay, etc. If that isn't your sort of thing, this won't be your sort of story. I'm also dropping you in the middle of the tale, as there are a few, much shorter, previous chapters. However, this installment should stand on its own. Constructive criticism is welcome, but I wri...
Jenny didn't wait for him to finish off Gracie. It was too hard to be so close to him and yet know Emily wasn't going to give her a turn to exercise his fabulous tongue. The conversation with Emily hadn't made things any easier. Although Emily had reminded her again that she wouldn't allow 'her Jordy' be given away to anyone else before the offer was extende...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story. The Case of the Black Badge, Ch. 1 Feedback and const...
The large white plantation house sat several miles outside of town, but I had never minded the drive. I always enjoyed the trip to the semi-isolated home, the scenery a pleasant sight that never seemed to get old. I parked my car and made my way up the large front steps of the house, the floorboards creaking under me. It was the original house, built before...
Author's note: This is an update of a story published here many years ago. For fans of How [K]itten Met [T]eddybear, this is the story of Pedro de la Garza, whom Sheila meets in Brooklyn. There is extensive cross dressing, but not for erotic reasons. Prologue Los Angeles: 2001 Two attractive, and mostly naked, college freshmen were having a blast. They wer...
LE-FEMME MEETS THE PARENTS I know that was it, I literally parked one block away from were my parents live. I put the top up and we got out. "Nice area here. Is this were you used to live?" "Yes." We started walking down the street, and we passed my parents apartment. "That's were my parents live." "Nice building. Aren't you going to stop by and say H...
Special thanks to Kumani for her editorial work on this. The afternoon air was warm, but not unusually so for that time of year. It had been ten minutes since the local highschool had been dismissed for the weekend. Two eighteen year old students were making their way through quiet neighborhoods nearby. Ethan found it extremely difficult to walk properl...
It was the spring of the year 1773, and the blossoms of the lilies had never looked so ravishing to the fresh and vigorous woman of 21 years, Miss Katherine Richardson. Having just established their new domicile in New England, life had begun to possess all the riches the New World promised. Katherine was the only child, with her being the only female of the...
Storyteller's notes: This story is based on actual facts, just altered and embellished in hopes of making it enjoyable for those desiring a sex story. I will let you determine or guess as where and how much. As has often been said by other writers, stories tend to take on a life of their own with no regard to the original wishes or plans of the writer, so we...
This story is meant to make you think, to be "speculative with enterprise" in no way does it condone the avarice depredations it brings light to; but proposes the true cause for such sorrows. In a way it is a trumped of sedition against the moral cause of decay. As a deep personal note I see nothing distasteful about sex with a corpse. It is not something th...