Another reoccurring dream my slave sara told me. It was a Friday, not just any Friday but the third Friday in the month to be factual, the day the slave auction bursts into life. How did I know, I was up for auction and was delivered the night before? Nothing was ever forced and the bulk of the 15 up for sale today have all volunteered and could walk awa...
It was yet another drunken night, Steve and Tony as usual talked about all sorts, most of rubbish. Good friends at school, both had graduated at different Universities and met back up for the summer. The topic as usual turned to sex and who they fancied, the usual friends and celebrities were mentioned. At that point Tony asked: "Honestly, which real woma...
"I feel like your toy," Sam smiled as he lay on the thick cream rug. Donna just smiled back sweetly. He was naked, Donna had eagerly undressed him as soon as he had arrived an hour ago. Donna, however, was still wearing her blue jeans and black woollen top and was sitting proudly astride his waist. The television was on, but neither was really watching....
Hi everyone :) this is my first ever published erotic book. I'm hoping to explore various dynamics from D/s, DDLG, HoH. I want to do this alongside interracial, white, black couples etc with each respective relationship(maybe a series?). I would really really appreciate feedback because I'm so nervous about this. But I hope it's arousing, as well as interest...
"Well, we're finally here," he says pulling into the gravel driveway and stopping in front of the cabin. The headlights of the SUV briefly highlight the log cabin rented for the weekend before he turns the engine off. "Ready to go in?" The passenger smiles and stretches in the front seat, a little stiff from the car ride. Her light brown curls falling over...
I'm a very bashful person by nature. I've always been modestly self conscious, especially about public displays of affection. It's a shyness that Peter has certainly tested, and so delightfully. But then, I'm getting ahead of myself. I tell you this only so you can imagine how exhilarated I felt when, on our wedding day, Peter pulled me into his arms and ki...
The Sexual Politics of love and lust are more complex than they at first appear. Who controls, and who agrees to be controlled? In this story of perversity and obsession TRISTAN TROTSKY explores the rules to the limit... ***** "Pornography leads to toothache." He glances up. Mike's tall stooping frame caught against the glittering glass facets of th...
This is a series, it is preferred that Part One of Teenage Succubus is read first. ----------------------------------- ----------------------------------- Warmth, and an orange glow surrounded me. My right arm tingled from it's glorious heat. Actually, it was really starting to get a little hot. Jerking awake, "Oh crap my arm! My arm is on fire!" "No dar...
When I came home from work, I was surprised to find Jennifer's car in the driveway. I hadn't expected to see it there, as the last I heard they hadn't planned on coming up again for another several months. I pulled my car into the driveway and gathered up my stuff. As I opened the front door, I heard my wife and her sister talking. They were sitting at the...
The Purple Cabana The summer was swift approaching. Jules had turned fifteen at the end of March, and Brynn was soon to turn eighteen shortly after her graduation. The third week of June arrived and we all made preparations for our summer escape to the coast. Sadly, we had to drop Jules off at the cheerleader camp, but she would soon be rejoining us in only...