Author's notes: The following is a spin-off to the story "F.A.M.S. Addiction and Recovery" and has ties to "Birth Simulation Kit 01: Instructions" and "The Implant Pt. 02" This piece is for reading amusement only. The business, website, products, and requests are all fiction. ***** FAMS (Female Addiction to Masturbation in Secret) is an incredibly seriou...
"Oh my, that's a big ship," I said as the cruise ship first came into view. The ship had three levels of rooms rising above its main deck. The boat could carry 600 passengers and about half again that number in crewmembers. My girlfriend, Wonda, and I were in Miami preparing to board a cruise ship that would take us on a four day Caribbean cruise to no where...
I greatly appreciate the assistance of my editors for this story. Firstly, Angle Love. She does a great job of gently correcting my grammatical mistakes and making this a better-written story. If you find any mistakes in the finished product, I assure you it is a change I made after her review. Secondly, P_A_Solcrofft. He does an outstanding job of reviewing...
Jane and I, Longjohn, haven't always lived in Britain... so this story... true... was from our other incarnation... .. It had been a hot day and I'd been helping our neighbour Dave do some landscaping and turf-laying in his front garden... His brother (and his wife) were staying with Dave and his missus. It had been the three of us working on the garden....
Glancing down to secure the clasp on my black garter belt, I shifted it around me to rest on my pale hips. Feeling the soft cushion of the satin bedspread smooth on my bare bottom, I pulled up first one sheer black thigh-high hose; then the other. Standing and bending down, I stretched the garter straps and slipped the hose top into each clasp. I pulled the...
Three Fool me once shame on me, fool you twice...? I awoke in the early dawn. The sun yet to broach the horizon, but casting its rosy glow high into the cloud speckled sky. Sissy was lying across me; her head nestled into my shoulder, her arm curled around my neck, her hips across mine and her foot wedged twixt my knees. I reached over and smoothed her...
Russian Roulette: The Rise of The Iron Crowbar The order of my stories to read is: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this stor...
The Beginning of Our Adventure Eight Years Ago – September 2006 The cool, air conditioned lobby at the Bellagio was chaotic but somehow welcoming. Guests were booking in, booking out, checking their bills, trying in vain for room upgrades. Nobody seemed overly bothered; for most it was the start of a few days of typical Vegas fun; gambling, shows, drinking...
Waking up the morning after was slow. I was still glowing from my experiences the day before and so came to luxuriously, my head filled with softness and warmth. What made me get up was a feeling I was getting more and more often: an emptiness in my butt. Reminiscing on the times I had spent in-game with my little hole stuffed was enough to make me squirm un...
"You won't believe what just happened to me," said Susan hesitatingly as she slipped into the seat next to her husband at their favorite Bellagio roulette table. Putting her hand on Bill's leg for support, she crossed hers. She didn't want anyone peeking up her form- fitting dress that rode up high above her knees to discover she wasn't wearing panties. "Yo...