It had been quite some time since the third mysterious photo arrived in my mailbox, so I was quite surprised to return from work and find yet another manila envelope bearing a cancellation mark from Milwaukee. I purposely waited until after dinner before sitting in my small office to open the envelope. Inside was yet another five-by-seven photograph, with...
Mechanics of Desire -- One of the best! Husband can't get it up, so he encourages his wife to fuck other men, while he watches. The wife doesn't want to, but she agrees to save her marriage. The best scene is in the bar. They show the wife's face as she realizes this is really going to happen. Another great scene is just before the end of the movie, where th...
(c) Edited by Penn Lady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. * Dakota drove down the snowy lane towards her new house, returning home from her shift at the library. The drifted snow to either side glittered brightly in the moon light. Classes had resumed following the Christmas break and the many new students starting the semester...
Starkly threw back the door that lead to the bunks of the crew. The hag was there bent over a battered sea chest. Her wrists were bound behind her back and two seamen were pummeling her fore and aft like a child's seesaw. One would slam into her pussy and drive her gaping mouth onto the shaft of the other sailor. The woman looked wretched in distress as her...
Man, the band was fucking rockin'! It was a great gig. Even the fucking drummer was finally playing like he wasn't smokin' something. I felt it. The crowd felt it. The pit was slammin' and the kids were fucking going shit-for-brains. The only thing distracting me that night was my sister's dancing. The guys in the band pushed me to do it. Let her dance. Ther...
Trans-Atlantic flights always sucked. I hated travelling overseas, especially when you needed to get up and stretch your legs and all you could do was walk to the bathroom and back, and not like that was any better. I'm digressing from my point though. My name is Kevin and I'm a businessman. I don't own a Fortune 500 company or anything, but I do get to see...
Once again, the Fanfiction Lesbian Fighting League, or FL² for short, was up and running. Tonight's episode was their anniversary celebration and the arena was packed. The crowd was filled with excited lesbians ready to watch yet another marvelous display of sex and violence for their pleasure. "Welcome...to the most watched show after dark!" came...
There was no river in her bed. The river had been there while she slept; dark and thick, it stretched out over her sheets and flowed against her legs. She slept these days on her back, her legs slightly apart. It had become habit to hold a part of herself while she slept -- a breast, between her legs, the rounding of her belly -- and on this night the rive...
It is Sunday evening and I find myself on vacation in Southern California ready to spend a quiet evening walking the beach watching the sunset. The sky is clear and a full moon is on the calendar. I am expecting to experience the best part of my vacation tonight, just me, alone, watching the waves and smelling the fresh salt air. I leave my rented beach ho...
People have some very unusual fetishes, whenever we see a beautiful woman in any media, we can't help but have fantasies about them. Some of us want to have sex with, others want to see them naked, a lot have other more extreme fetishes with them. But for a certain minority, we just want to tie them down and tickle them to the brink of sanity. This is for th...