Chapter 2: The Home Visit I last saw Tyronne, an athletically built young black man, when he was stuck in a hospital bed with both arms strung-up in traction and casts from his shoulders to his fingers. As a nursing assistant I was called in to do private duty, since he was pretty much helpless at that time. Tyronne needed total care with eating, bathing...
Disclaimer: I began writing this story in late 2015. All are over 18 years of age. This story is completely fictional. Many of the punishment were taken from many stories posted on the net. None of the characters portrayed are real, also none of these sexual encounters ever happened in real life. All the names, places, or events living or dead are purely coi...
The first thing I noticed that morning was how beat up I felt. Aching shoulders, sore knees, you name it, it hurt. Opening my eyes was a mistake. Sunlight streamed in through the window over my head damn near blinding me. I reached up for the curtain, planning to yank it shut. Took me a minute to figure out it wasn't there. "What the fuck?" I thought grogg...
The place was already pumping with music as the cab pulled up. James paid the driver, got out, and walked over to the house. He knocked on the door and it opened up. "James, you made it, dude." "Hi, Steven," the two had become fast friends with similar hobbies and interests. "Looks like the party is already in flow." "Yeah, man," he dragged James in. "Let...
(Author's note: I gladly welcome feedback whether positive or not. However, if you do not like the subjects of a male receiving strapon sex or eating his own cum, I suggest you won't want to read this. Thanks.) * Amy wasn't exactly the dominatrix type, in fact she was a very shy 'girl next door'. She loved sex, but never initiated it, nor did she ever expr...
Erotic literature is one of my favorite ways to relax. The stories that people come up with intrigue my mind and turn me on like nothing else. Thus I've decided to add to the archives in a unique way. Everything in my dream desire or DD series will be actual dreams that I've woken up from. Each is as I've dreamed it with minor filler to keep the story flowin...
I'm really starting to like this writing thing. I do have finals and graduation coming up soon so my time for this is very limited. I will keep this up as I can. As I promised, here is the next installment. A big thanks to my editor, JohnnyMax, for his help and suggestions. ***************************** Years passed by, we saw other friends we had come a...
I would have never believed in a million years that my life would eventually come to this. Like most professional and moderately successful straight white men in their late 30's and beyond, having a beautiful younger wife has always been somewhat of a status symbol. The term "trophy wife" has been overused and exaggerated to the point of nausea, yet it is...
The doorbell rang. I wiped my hands on my jeans and went to open the door. A young man stood in the hallway with a piece of paper in his hand. "Mrs Reed?" he asked. "MISS Reed," I said. "That's me." "I'm Tommy," he said. "The model." Ah, yes, the model. The model I'd hired. I'd been so involved in my latest project that I'd forgotten about this. "Come...
Author's Note: Although I have practiced writing stories many times in the past, this will be my first time posting one publicly. Please leave any comments or tips to give me a better understanding and improve my work. ***** Part One A Big Surprise James only lived a mile away from his girlfriend, Ashley, so during one of his regular jogs he decided...