I open the cab door and step inside, I sit down as the driver confirms my destination. All is correct so my journey begins. I'm not travelling far, I know that but I want to make sure that I'm at the right location on time. My phone bleeps, it's him. I tell him I'm still waiting on my taxi, I want to be there before him, so I can find a seat and get a drin...
It was the mid 1980s. I was a young student at university, majoring in chemistry. My family was of somewhat limited means but I was very smart, at least academically. I had almost a full scholarship, which enabled me to live in campus and take classes full time without any cost to me or my family, something I took great pride in. When I was at university, I...
First: (1) All the characters in this story are 21 years of age or older. (2) This story is intended for adults only. (3) Unlike the real world where it's important to know who your sexual partner is and to practice safe sex, in all of my fictional tales, no one has any sexually transmitted diseases. (4) In the world of fantasy your proclivities are just tha...
--- Emily --- Lycanthropy comes with a unique set of changes, physical and mental. I think the physical ones are the worst. Not the obvious body changes, no. The hormonal ones. The urges and new desires. It's hard to control but you can learn to control it if you're the right kind of person. Otherwise you go crazy from it. Four years. Forty-eight months....
This story involves bdsm action, forced bi, pain and humiliation. Not your thing? Please pass on by. * I met her online. She was older like myself and was looking for a submissive man. We exchanged a few emails but she really wouldn't say much about what she was looking for and expecting from her sub. In her profile she said she was into such things as bo...
Monday morning Elizabeth Ann wakes up early. She throws the covers off herself and looks at her tanned, naked body. Her dark nipples rise like twin towers in the center of chocolate cookies resting on amber orbs. Her waist is narrow; it's flatness broken only by her navel, which appears as a sensuous hollow that longs to be filled with syrupy cream. Her Ven...
The narrator of this story is Diane Graham, an outgoing eighteen year old high school cheerleader, dark red hair, blue eyes, an absolutely fabulous body with a small waist, breasts that are bursting C cups and moving to D's, a firm, round butt and shapely legs. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . To try and understand what I'm now doing and about to do, a l...
One of the two ladies in the story, Amy, was a collaborator and immensely helpful in providing suggestions and ideas. Her real name is not Amy and the story is a work of fiction. Tom spots the two attractive ladies in their late twenties sitting on the other side of the pool. Liz is wearing a tan and red bikini cut low and molded sensuously to the curves of...
Author's note: This story is a re-imagining of a story I previously posted on this site under a different alias. All comments and suggestions are greatly appreciated. "Danielle, in my office please," I say, calling out to her across the house. Although she's busy with the kids, she excuses herself to join me, picking up on the note of seriousness in my voic...
We had a quiet few weeks after that till we were going to a party. I pull Pet to the side to talk to her in private. "Pet I want to listen to everything I have to say?" "Yes Master." I have her sit on my lap. "We are going to a party tonight. There is going to be an auction that we may buy at but I want you to know that we will not be selling anyone." I w...