They were sitting at the small table in Oscar's studio apartment. He had invited Emma for spaghetti Bolognese. A humble dish, but hard to mess up. A safe and sensible choice, Oscar thought. Emma, while not exactly thrilled by spaghetti, was happy to have dinner with Oscar. Oscar studied mathematics and Emma did veterinary medicine. Oscar was pretty bright,...
Chapter One My name is Andrew Kopcek and this is a story of personal tragedy. Like many tragic tales this one started innocently. It started on the day that I turned forty years old, April 1st, three years ago. Before I tell you about the ruination that has become my life, first let me indulge myself by telling you a little about my previous life. You see,...
I must tell you of an experience Daphne and I had one Saturday night. I know, I know. You're dying to find out if I ever finally met Daddy. All good come things to those who wait. I really am a sissy tease. Aren't I? I think you'll enjoy this side trip though. *** It was a lazy Sunday morning. Daphne and I were sipping coffee and nibbling on some danis...
Author notes. A very sincere thank you for editors Bumblecat and jrsmale. Writing is hard work and without their help and encouragement I never would have finished this story. I appreciate any reader comments, good or bad. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Don just could not get these thoughts out of...
Tom had lost count of the number of times Hamilton had struck his ass with the wooden paddle. His cock ached for release but his unwitting periods of mental manipulation had embedded a control in his psyche. He knew that whenever he was in the presence of his Mistress he should seek her approval before acting. And that very much included ejaculating from his...
While Kurt paid our cover charge, I surveyed the club. The lighting was low and sensuous. The dance floor occupied the middle of the room for easy access. Tables for four, more if you wanted to keep your new friends close, surrounded it. A long, well-lit bar is against the back wall. The beat of the music, the movement of the laser lights cutting through th...
This is the fourth story in a series. Once again, I've fallen in love with my own characters. I hope you have as much fun reading about Denise Hines and her boyfriend as I've had writing about them. I do recommend that you read Her Second Job chapters 1 -3 in order before reading this story. While this series was inspired by things which really happened man...
"She tastes like a peach." I instantly wished that I hadn't heard my wife, Marie, say those words. She was outside on the deck, and her voice travelled in through the open window. Marie had long been bi-curious, and we had engaged in a lot of enthusiastic fantasies in our sex play. As far as I knew, however, she had never done more than a few drunken play...
Forced To Have Sex As A Girl My wife and I were married for over 45 years. She was eight years older than me and one evening during our 30th year of marriage after we had finished having sex she told me sexual intercourse was not something she enjoyed doing as it was uncomfortable for her and she would prefer if we just stopped doing it completely. I was a...
This is a full-length novel that I'm currently working on. It's 100% fantasy and is an erotic exploration of a patriarchal society set up by men on a remote island. Everything in this story is 100% consensual however it does deal with aspects of surrender, bondage, dominance and pain through punishment. Please do not read if this is not your thing. *** I k...