I am a silkeon, a red furred and green eyed warrior, small but fierce. While I have had many adventures hunting for poon-tang and Egroegs, few have been stranger than the time I traveled to a distant part of our world and found a GayEgroeg. In the usual flow of life, I scour the jungle looking for the smelly poon tangi, especially the silver haired kind, s...
After the private posing session I did for the Gang of Three in Ms. Reynolds classroom (WVC Ch.27 - the Private Drawing Session), Valerie and Erika waited for the other students to leave. Then the two Club members escorted me outside to make certain none of the three were lying in wait on the steps of the Art Building. I had hoped to be able to spend some so...
Behind her cat's eyes glasses her green eyes were blazing. A note of half suppressed hysteria flavoured her voice as she issued orders. She sounded ardent, metallic, possessed. She was in fact a mad genius, driven by her own quasi-religious vision. Miss Cuff was in charge- very, very much in charge- and her project, this school production in which boys wore...
Warning -this and later chapters describe William's participation in Pony play and describes heavy BDSM and pain scenes which may not be enjoyed by all readers. Do Not Read if you cannot handle this type of fantasy and please remember, it is fantasy. If you do not enjoy this story or any of my writings, I'm certain that there are thousands of other stories f...
In the dimly lit room, facing a caving in the wall; a forge, sat knelt a boy in his late teens. His wavy, jet-black hair gleaming under the light; his face dripping wet with sweat. In front of the loosely-clothed boy, and inside the blinding forge, was filled with scorching coal chunks that were scattered around. On top of the coal chunks, a deformed thick,...
As the amount of exposed skin had increased, the level of verbal communication had decreased. She lay before me upon the bed, clad in only a matching pink bra and panty set emblazoned with silhouettes of svelte women. Sitting beside her, I wore even less: simply a small black thong-style pouch barely able to contain my obvious arousal. For several years,...
Chapter One Libby grimaced as the burning cigarette sizzled against her left nipple. As she bit her lip, Pepper grinned at Kerrigan. "You see? She's such a good girl, she's been trained to hold still while I use her boobie as an ashtray." Pepper snickered, and cracked her gum. Kerrigan was just amazed! The night before, after he'd asked Libby to marry him...
The Intermediate Drawing Class, Part 1 The next morning, I woke with a typical morning hard-on, although this one was persistent. It was as if I hadn't had the wet dream at all the night before. Checking my computer, I found another e-mail in my inbox, this one from the Art Department. It must have arrived late on Friday. "Bill, I am sorry for the late n...
I was looking forward to an evening with Emma, the lovely thigh-booted brunette seductress, whom I had first met at lunchtime that day at the barber shop in Bodling, when I had called in for a haircut and got rather more than I had expected. Emma had revealed that she, like myself, enjoyed various fetishes, including all boots, but especially high ones. We...
Author's note: As you'll see in this story, my wife and I have recently been experiencing a major change in our sex life. In this series, I'll attempt to document our journey as honestly as I can. The dialog will probably not be exactly word-for-word what we said at the time, since it's based on what we remember afterward, but the events will be exactly as...