June 17, 2032. Father’s Day. A time of reflection for some and celebration for many. For me, it’s a time of angst. You see, my father and I have a complicated relationship. A lot of people say that about their fathers, but I don’t think their stories are anything like mine. My name is Armand Saint-Cyr. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec,...
The world was different after the Second Revolution at the turn of the 19th century. There was the industrial and technical side of the advancements yes, but what changed the social and geopolitical landscape of the known world most was the liberation and widespread acceptance of sex. Sexual activity and sexual expression was no longer something taboo or for...
All characters 18+ * It had only been a few days since I put the ad on Craigslist. "SWM seeks F vamp to receive blood donation in private setting. Possible repeat." I was expecting an email, but she skipped straight to ringing my doorbell 30 minutes after sunset on Friday night. "I'm Alva," she said. "I saw your Craigslist ad." She didn't seem nervous or...
*Author's Note: For the Love of Botany: Revolution is a continuation of my previous series of the same name. I decided to write it because I enjoyed the first one so much and there was many requests for me to do so.* * * * * * Renae fled through the woods, trying to do anything she could to escape the sight she had just seen. She was part of a small group...
The night she arrived in Paris, before she unpacked a wilder, freer, dimension of herself, Daija had a dizzying notion: "What if he wasn't waiting, as promised, at the carousel on Quai Branly?" she mused. She shook off her doubt as easily as the fear that no longer imprisoned her, now that she had traveled across an ocean from repression. If his love proved...
A conversation inside Chateaux de Ally The situation I am lying on an ottoman, naked but for my jewellery, the cum from a man other than my husband dripping from my recently fucked pussy. It slides down my naked thighs leaving a glistening trail in the candlelight. Man pig shuffles into view from the shadowy recesses of the corner. He grunts and I wave my...
"We have to move in!" Jason shouted. "Now!" "Not yet!" Reardon said. "We stick to the plan!" Jason stepped forward, just inches from Reardon's face. "Fuck the plan," he said. "We need to get her out of there. We're only a block away. I can see the fucking building from here!" "She'll be okay," Reardon said, gently pushing Jason away. "You heard what the s...
10:42 As his Hundai Magma breezed through the streets of Amsterdam, his mind was in turmoil. He guessed anyone who came home to find his wife being fucked by another man was likely to explode in violence. He knew he wasn't being fair. It wasn't his home anymore, she was no longer his wife and it hadn't really been a man that had been fucking her. It was a s...
Inspired by the New Order universe created by Freddie Clegg. *** "Bloody bollocks, they've completely gone off their rockers!" I remarked as I watched the election results being televised. "Tell me about it. We've seen how much hysteria this 'Me, too' crap started here, to where Al Franken had to resign for some stupid photos. Why in the world would anyon...
**** It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Artist and free love advocate Natasha Sokolov is the lover of revolutionary leader Borya Petrov. Tonight, Natasha comforts Borya, who again is unable to sleep. He suckles at her nipple, drifting into a peaceful dream-state where he relives the excitement and comfort of his life long breast fetish.**** T...