Disclaimer: This story is fictional. None of this has happened or ever will happen. ***** Dr. Kyle Starks was happy he could finish his rather long day at his job as a psychiatrist for the stars. He was trusted enough by all of the celebrities in Hollywood that gave him a rather comfortable living. He was in his office, filing the last bits of paper work b...
I didn't fully understand Bobby, but I guess that was probably true of most people that knew him. He was a sullen, silent type that only spoke after careful deliberation. He wasn't worried about people's feelings. In fact, he didn't care much about anyone other than himself and his immediate family members. He didn't really love me the way I wished that he w...
Author's note: I apologise for the long time between this chapter and the last. Life got hectic with losing my job, finding new work, moving and ending up working nights. I hope this chapter didn't suffer too much because of it. It's short but hopefully sweet. Enjoy. ---------------------------------- Ms. Stark woke from her dreams with a groan. Her breast...
Dante sauntered lazily into the classroom that morning, unaware of his easy rolling swagger that caught the eye of all the girls. Unaware of how his perfect, rugged profile and messy black hair brought a hitch in their breath. Unaware of how the other guys hated him with the terrifying intensity of an angry swarm of bees. He wove his way through the maze of...
- Chapter 4: Confession Weeks after you have been taken into their employ, you make your first big mistake, one beautiful sunny morning... Elise gasps, slamming her hand onto the marble countertop next to the bathtub. "What are you doing? Male, are you...are you touching yourself? Mistress will be very unhappy." She , stands over you, still dripping from t...
Chapter One: Ms. Stark Will See You Now You look one more time at the email on your phone, reading the message yet again. "Come to 27 Seaview, Suite C at 8:30 sharp. Business attire. Bring a copy of your resume and references." Well, suite C, here you are. A pretty woman at the reception desk asks you to have a seat in the lobby as she calls Ms. Stark. Her...
Ever since her husband, the love of her life, had died Mrs. Cratt had been celibate. At first it was the mourning of a widow, the sadness and loss that all feel when a husband or wife to whom they were truly devoted dies. Then it was the feeling that nobody else was worth it. Who could ever fill her like her loving husband? Noone could be as well hung as he...
...Or how I stopped worrying about the size of my penis and learned to love. I arrived at the clinic about ten minutes early, I hate being late for appointments. I checked in at reception and then took a seat in the waiting area. I felt very uncomfortable, I'm not keen on doctors especially when it's to discuss below the belt problems. I hoped that this Dr...
The Avenger known as Hawkeye executed a double somersault with a half twist, firing twice, vaulting from the wreckage of what had been a spinning flail arm and landing lightly on the balls of his feet, rolling sideways as the electrical pulse bolts from a wall gun-mount seared the space where he had landed. As he regained his feet, he spun, looking for the n...
Hi all. Welcome to my first story. It may take a while to get to the sex, but I’m hoping this will be a continuing story, so I wanted to set it up right. I hope you enjoy and I welcome all feedback and input. Everyone was there at the Adult Literature and Erotic Storytelling Club (A.L.E.S.C.). A new member had joined and everyone wanted to hear his story. H...