NOTE: This is a work of fiction and the author in no way condones or promotes any activity that is not entirely consensual! It had been so easy and now, as her shoulders rested against my leather-skirted lap, I worked on her head and thought back on just how things had gone so well. I had watched and studied her for nearly three weeks. Every morning like c...
This is a true story from my Para Rescue Days. I'd like to thank my wife, Cymry for helping me edit and do the corrections. I dedicate this story to her. Para Rescue's motto is: So that others may live. She's the reason I live. * As we dropped altitude and closed in on the beachhead, the spectre groaned as Cowboy banked hard to the left. The call sign suit...
Here's a story i wrote a while back. It's based in fact - i used to have a girlfriend who kept wanting to tie me up. For whatever reason, i kept putting her off. i've often wondered since what would have happened if i had said yes . . . . She had been after him for some time to try new things with her. He had always held back. There was just something very...
"I wonder if she can hear my heart pounding from there." he thought as they turned onto Mulock Drive. If so, she didn't let on. She kept up a steady chatter, just small talk really, but he was content just to hear her voice. She wove her way through traffic at a speed that always made him slightly nervous. The case of beer between his feet jingled as she cha...
Kate was bothered and starting to question her life choices. She was 21, going to college part time and on-line, had no boyfriend or romantic involvement with anyone, and knew that it would be at least another five years – if everything worked out – before she could possibly graduate from law school, her academic goal. And she didn't even know any guys she w...
"For Lisa" I cheated on my (now ex) wife many times over the years due to a range of reasons. At about 23 I wasn't having a good time at home with my soon to be wife. We had a baby coming and I was depressed. I didn't want to be with her and I didn't want a baby with her. I felt trapped. This is the second story in a series of my sexual adventures as a you...
To avoid misconceptions: This is obviously a fetish fairy tale, not a realistic depiction of a loving BDSM relationship based on SSC principles. If you're uncomfortable with stories featuring outré fetishes like permanent bondage, piercings and slavery, I'd suggest to skip this tale. * By now, her appearance matched her mental image of the perfect slave gi...
Midnight on a Friday night, and as the Masjid finally closes its doors, it's time for the faithful to go home after the evening prayers. Imam Wahid Qasim, one of the Somali Canadian community's most stalwart religious leaders, smiles to himself as he walks from the vast men's prayer hall to the ladies corner, after making sure that every last one of the men...
Elena had been enjoying sunbathing in the tall grassy field, but she finally could no longer ignore the insistent buzzing of a large bee that was just out of her field of vision. It was practically in her ear, but she still couldn't see it. Waving a lazy hand around, she hoped that the insect would be warded away - but no dice. It just kept coming back at he...
Night Emily worked the rusty bolt and pushed the ancient metal door open against its stiff hinges. Her torch flashed around the chamber. It was just as her flatmate Ruth described. For a while, she'd started to think Ruth knew about her secret fantasies and this was all going to be a cruel joke. She had snuck into the dig site at night using Ruth's keys, an...