Once again, I must thank my close friend, The Big Bopper, who also writes here, he has helped me so much. * This is a 'true story' of what happened on a holiday in Bali with my friends, when I met a well-hung Dutchman. This is about a young girl, who, like most young girls, enjoys sex. "Will all passengers for flight G/A 71 please make your way to the bo...
Sarah and Tom went their separate ways to work and during Sarah's lunch break, she nipped out to the florists shop just down the street to buy some flowers and a couple of vases. We she got back, Fred had a message for her. "Tom says he's going to be a couple of hours late tonight he going out of town for a meeting and he won't be back until about eight," Sa...
The break had been planned for a long time, a very long time but like most things in a marriage had been put on hold for, well the things that make up a marriage -- work, kids, illness, work, kids...with the inevitable risk mundanity would wipe away the time we had planned. But finally here we were, luxuriously ensconced in a suite that we normally would n...
I sat staring at my phone waiting for it to ring. It was almost time. Almost 4 PM in Bombay. It had been over forty eight hours since I had last seen Menaka on my computer screen getting clumsily fucked by Banke in our bedroom. For a variety of reasons that I will soon go into, I hadn't been able to keep monitoring her progress over the computer and the cou...
I opened my eyes and saw Anne lying on her side looking at me lovingly with a sweet smile on her face. "How long have you been awake?" "Long enough to get over feeling that yesterday was only a dream and convince myself that I'm the luckiest person in the world. I love you Carl. I love you so much that I feel like a little girl again; that everything is ne...
My stories tend toward the nonconsent/taboo side, but I want to be clear that I'm in no way suggesting that the acts in my stories are okay. Forced sex is a fantasy I enjoy and I write for other similarly minded people. Real rape is ugly and sad, and if it's something you're considering acting out you should seek help. * Well, here is my first story that h...
I wanted to apologize for how long this took to be put up. Part 13 was NOT supposed to be a cliff hanger. I had planned on 14 to be released right afterwards, but life got in the way. A situation came up in my own life and I had to settle that before finishing 14. I made a decision to put up the last part, despite the ending. It was not my intention to make...
My name is Sheela. Sheela means off good character. I am from a rural part of Karnataka that you have never heard of before. My parents told me the stories of the Vijayanagara Empire and all the like large empires that were started in our Indian state. All the while, we were sitting in a simple hut with only a thin wooden board between my fanny and the soil....
CHAPTER 28: HEIR Mora wakes before the sun, Rick still deep in the middle of his slumber. Carefully she rises from the bed, wincing slightly when she stands. Finding the jar of cream on the floor, she makes short work of rubbing it into her wounds, a relieved sigh when the pain retreats and pleased to note that her broken fingers have seemed to set though t...
The city of Samsara was not pure chaos -- Chirp thought that was mildly inappropriate. A city with so many people, packed into such a tight area, falling to an invading army should have been a place where chaos was expected and bloodshed was plentiful. But as Chirp walked beside Ejana, the Black Rose, the generalissimo who commanded the Piss Boot Legion and...