Skylar was silent as she rode the bus, her tablet and other equipment securely tucked away in her bag. The lingering moisture between her legs served as evidence to what had happened within the inner sanctum of the OY hub. Not for the first time did she wonder just who was dealing with. It seemed that his abilities possibly exceeded the highest recognized le...
WARNING: This story is an Erotic Horror story. Such stories are meant to contain many of the same elements that horror movies contain. That means they may not be suitable for all tastes. Classic horror movies by legendary directors like Argento, Fulci, Romero, D'Amato, Hooper, Lenzi, etc., contain sometimes shocking scenes of cannibalism, violence, gore, zom...
The bills have been stacking up, and you need a new Car. Racking your brain for a solution to your short term money problems, you have been fruitlessly browsing the job ads in the newspaper, and on various job sites with no luck. You are about to call it a night, but decide to check your email one last time; a solitary new message is in your inbox; it reads...
Disclaimer - This is definitely a love it or not so much kind of story - as are most of mine. If you're not into hard CBT fantasies, really, you might want to find something a little more typically BDSMy. No sense wasting your time. If, on the other hand, you like hard CBT stories, you might have fun. Either way, knock yourself out and let me know what...
Author's note: Ah, we were such inquisitive, experimental youths in our college days. My group of friends talked about everything—with few limits—and one series of conversations centered on dreaming. We peered at every angle we could see, and when someone found research suggesting we could actually control whether or not we remembered our dreams, we all agre...
"Hello Leesan. Are you well?" "Very, thank you. Though not nearly as well as I will be shortly, if you're taking me where I think you're taking me." "Yes, it is time." "I've been looking forward to this so much, and I bet you're even more excited than I am." "It will indeed be... interesting." "Ha ha. Yes, you could call it that. And yet you seem a litt...
********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** "So Paul. Are you a transvestite?" Not the sort of question you expect in that sort of situation. Not in the bar after the match, even at the end of the evening when Martin and I had...
Chapter Three: An Introduction to the South Seas A continuing story of depravity, dominance, submission, and erotica. Okay, thrown in are the occasional references to world locations, traditions of the sea, and sailing terminology. After all, it's just a travelogue, there is no intent to create prurient interest. And I'm a wholesome boy without a dirty mind...
As she turned into the parking lot she knew she shouldn't stop but what the hell her husband wouldn't be home for at least an hour and a half why shouldn't she have one drink to take the edge off. Parking the truck around the far corner of the building so nobody would see it she quickly made her way inside the bar. The first thing she noticed was that obviou...
I needed to give Matt and crew a little rest. I hope that's okay with the "Shooting Matt" folks. There's only straight sex in this story. I wanted to make sure I could still write erotic straight sex. If I've failed at that, please let me know how I can do better. That's how I learn. The sex is straight but a little out there, or so I hope. Sno-balling, vo...