Stepping into her apartment with a huff Karen Starr leaned back against her apartment door, hanging up her coat and running her fingers through her short blonde hair. “Damn, what a slow day… Maybe I should call in a few days sick leave just to get some R and R.” Heading over to her little nook kitchen she set up a mug and water and filled it with hot chocola...
Livinia held her breath as she crept through the inn. It was well past three in the morning and she had spent the whole day travelling. Her legs were tired and chafed from spending so much time on her Wind Rider. As soon as she had gotten a decent distance away from where she had left Belcarm face down in the dirt, she had dismounted and rummaged through her...
Author's Note: In addition to being a full-time college professor, I have a "second job" off campus that is very rewarding, both for its monetary benefits and for the occasional erotic situations such as the one described below. While the names have been changed, the following story is completely true. And while the entire ongoing account is worthy of possib...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This never happened! It is purely a fic of my warped dreams. --------------- PRESENT DAY "Is there anything I can get you? Something to drink, perhaps?" asks the overly perky stewardess with a thick British accent. "No." I snap at her without even looking up. Yes, I know it's rude, but I don't give a rat's ass. For over an hour I've been...
Horned God Rising I am writing this because I need to get it down before I forget it. My name is Jasmine King. I know that sounds a little like a stripper name, but I am really not. My mom was sort of a hippie and said I was named after her favorite incense. Guess it could be worse, I could be Patchouli King or Musk or something. I have always been a bit of...
Chapter 11 -- The Value of a Lock **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Chloe was having a growing difficulty concentrating on the movie they had settled in to watch together. Nestled against Master, inhaling the soft scent of him, the warm feeling of his arm around her bare waist, she found herself with a growing desire to do something o...
I can barely see you out in front of me as you tear down the snowy mountain, digging edges with your birthday present; a new snowboard. The shredded, virginal powder delicately sprinkles into my face, across my sunglasses. If it were anyone else in front of me, I'd tell you to slow down. But it's that perfect, heart-shaped ass that keeps my mouth shut. What...
Chapter 7 The freezing night air hit me like a wall as we left the laboratory, and a snow-laden gale swooped down on us. Inside her electric blue aura, the Goddess seemed impervious to the cold. I, however, immediately began shivering uncontrollably, my teeth chattered, my erection vanished and my balls contracted. The cold cut through my naked body, pierci...
Author's Notes: I would like to make something known to the readers of any of my stories. The purpose of me writing these, besides the obvious, is to educate others of the truths of auto-erotic asphyxiation/breath play. The fetish has a horrible rep in the fetish community because of it's unfortunate association with death. I write what I write in proof th...
Follows is some emails from a relationship I had with an ex over the period of a year. She Contacted me shortly after I went on Deployment and it lasted for most of a year, ending when she called me to let me know she was pregnant and her new 'friend' wouldn't let her continue communicating with me. I've only included the longer or more interesting emails,...