I suppose I should start at the beginning, but the beginning wasn't a very good start for me. I hadn't had good luck with Mistresses, because the ones I chose required a high tolerance for pain. And I wasn't one for being bruised and decorated with welts. So, I I'll start the night I met Mistress Katherine. It was a private club in Chicago that I had atten...
***** I think it must have been some kind of temporary insanity. What other way is there to explain where I found myself that day? Driving in my car, naked from the waist down, not knowing exactly what was going to happen when I reached the address that was written on the paper lying on the seat between my bare legs. One thing I was sure about—the arousal...
"Hey, handsome." Alyssa kissed John's shoulder as she slipped her arms around his waist, cuddling him from behind. Faye had dimmed the lights in the bedroom, which made the violet glow from the twins' eyes all the more apparent. John turned away from the Maliri girls and glanced over his shoulder to smile at her. "Sorry, I was miles away there." "I don't...
Hi Folks, For my first story of the new year I decided to give you guys a salad. When I started writing this story I wanted to write something in line with HueDogg's comment from a few weeks back. At the same time I've been thinking about how ny stories usually end with the guy and his new woman driving off into the sunset. I usually do that for two reasons...
Hey Folks, this one is kind of twisty. It's more of a character study than a fable. There are no sterling examples of humanity here, only several very flawed people who make the best of a bad situation. The only thing about this story that is a Sterling example of anything would be the job that Barney-R did in editing it. But I think it's a good story for a...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense, for they would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather He watched. It was not so important as to t...
They were someone else's fingers weren't they? They weren't my own, were they? Surely my own touch couldn't be that stimulating, could it? Even half asleep in bed, having beautifully erotic dreams, I couldn't imagine that the light caresses on my breasts were by me? Was I dreaming or was it really happening? As my mind caught up with my body and both emerge...
Rachel, Helene, and Irillith stood by the open hangar door, watching as the last of the colonists left the Invictus. Rather than returning to their homes, the townsfolk of Fernridge gathered in the grassy clearing on the outskirts of the settlement, clearly reluctant to turn away. There was a solemn intensity to those people as they waved goodbye, every one...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. All persons having sex are over 18. Is this story your cup of tea? It is very long and about a family kidnapped, held captive, and forced to have incest, oral, straight, anal, and lesbian sex. ^^^ December 24 ^^^ "Jingle bells, jingle bells. Jingle all the way." The thin, young man san...
It was still dark when I awakened on Sunday morning. I knew it was morning only because the digital clock by my bed read 5:00 AM. Even though I was in my own bed in my own apartment, something seemed strange, wrong, out of place, out of focus. Oh. I was still dressed. How did that happen? Finally, my confused 'Why am I awake this early, lying in bed, an...