He didn't see her for the next two days. He assumed she wouldn't be sitting in the shop over the weekend. He went about his business on Saturday and Sunday. Monday afternoon he went back, but he didn't bother buying any coffee. He looked around, saw her sitting at a window table, and went to join her. "May I join you," he said, smiling at her. She looked u...
I tried to keep this a close to real as I could and I thank you for taking the time read at least this far. There is no sex in this and it is not a BTB story but it isn't one of those twisted cuck stories either. For the record, I have no problem with people that have open marriages. I prefer monogamy but if I did have an open marriage it would be equitab...
Author's notes: This is a work of fiction, which includes aspects of enforced celibacy, bdsm, lesbianism and various other fetishes, including smoking and Fem-Domme worship. If any if the above offends you, don't waste your time reading my fantasy. Also, this story is set in the fictional Welsh village of Cwm Pechod. (translation: Sin Valley). Cwm should be...
For those that commented so nicely on my previous Prequel about Chrissy Thank You. This is the story I wrote first. It is quite a long tale and will be slow to edit and tidy but be patient it will come. I hope you will enjoy the story; some chapters are better than others but I hope you will like them all to a degree. As with my other story's this is set...
I'd just turned 18, and was heading into the final few months of my high school years. Then something happened that year that would change the rest of my life forever. School started like any other Friday: I caught up with the other guys, giving each other a hard time with whatever banter we could come up with, then trying to predict the weekend football r...
Doris Wilkinson, suburban dominatrix extraordinaire, smiled to herself as she whipped Jamal Louis-Pierre. The young Black man squealed as the bossy older White lady whipped and berated him, deep inside her basement in the town of Nepean, Ontario. How she loved that sound. The blonde-haired, big-bottomed, fifty-something White woman smiled at her latest submi...
Chapter 1 At the tail-end of a prolonged rain storm, Danny Maxwell was negotiating the treacherous rocky 'Devil's Downhill Staircase' at 40-45 mph, the recommended speed for motor cross riders to smooth out the dips and rises of the terrain, when disaster struck Tons of water, logs and debris were swept down the steep hillside above by floodwaters throu...
This story takes place in college, so everyone involved is over 18. ***** The stands were packed as the crowd cheered and clapped for their team. The high rise bleachers rose above the concrete below, leaving enough room to walk under and hide in plain sight. Under the seats, looking through the legs of everyone seated above, the football game continued a...
I am in lust with my cyber-sex partner. I have had him for the past three years. We go through periods of time where we have playtime often and then periods where we cannot play at all. I have known him for over 20 years; we went to the same high school. Sometimes, I wish I had a time machine, so that I could go back in time an make him mine in reality. Know...
Authors note: It's a story that I have almost finished writing so hope to post on a regular basis if it is liked. Thank you for reading me x ***** Bonded and Bred Prologue It was more than two hundred years ago, when the first of their race had come to earth, not quite a hundred, dying people. They had been able to enter the earth's atmosphere without...