I want to give special thanks to AlabasterThighs for her assistance in transforming the rough draft into a finished story. Her insights and eye for detail are an invaluable asset in my creative process. * * * It broke my heart when I had to tell Sharon that I would not be able to meet her in Chicago at our 30th class reunion. Despite months of planning and...
I hear his screams and it turns my blood cold. He is furious with me and he will punish me in a harsh and unforgiving way, I know it. I was warned the last time; the time I ran away. I shiver remembering the punishment I suffered when I was dragged back to the castle. I want to scream: But I didn't run this time! I only went exploring. The manse is fascina...
Dutch Painting, A Second Chapter (Continued from Dutch Painting, Ch. 01, a story that provides necessary context) ...She seemed to draw security from the artist. He nodded and she untied the belt to her robe. A moment's hesitation and she slipped it off to stand naked, nipples stiffened, lean and waxed and wonderful. She looked to the artist for instructi...
BEWARE: THIS STORY CONTAINS THEMES OF SEX AND HUMILIATION. This story is a complete work of fiction, and all character references have only coincidental similarity with any real person either living or dead. Remember the difference between fantasy and reality is as fundamental as the difference between right and wrong. *********************** On the wa...
Amber stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towelling robe around her body. Her long blonde hair, darkened by the water hung down her back like a curtain of damp silk. In the mirror deep blue, almost violet, eyes looked at her, out of a lean, high cheek boned face. Her long fingers combed through the wet tresses, the action of lifting her arms pressing h...
"This story is fictional and a continuation of "Forbidden Lovers MaryBeth's Desire" The near end of the semester had arrived and one by one the students were packing up their belongings, taking their last exams and heading home for the holidays. Christopher had all of his stuff ready and piled up in his room. He would not be leaving for another day or maybe...
Important note: this second part is also quite soft, so if you're looking for a quick cum, move on to another story! After what seemed like an hour or so of drowsing against her body, I woke up completely. The Dervish album I had put on earlier was still playing and I must've been awakened by a stronger moment. While we slept, we had shifted into more comfo...
My friends bought me a 30 minute massage for my 23rd birthday. I recently broke up with my boyfriend and was in a depressed mood. My boyfriend hadn't done anything wrong, neither had I. We had just grown apart. I needed some cheering up and my friends thought the massage would help me relieve some stress. I called ahead and booked an appointment for a relax...
I decided to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard, more accurately) after one night in the chat. I ended up chatting to a guy who shall remain anonymous but with whom I really clicked with, we were chatting to gone 3am and neither of us wanted it to end. Anyway, we ended talking about real life experiences and he in particular had a slight obsession wit...
The first clue I had that something just was not quite right is when I started packing my bags. I was going to meet my wife, Lynn, on Friday in San Diego. She was spending the week at her company's satellite office in Los Angeles and the plan was that we were going to meet up at her parent's place in San Diego and spend the weekend there and drive back to th...