The Happy Mysogynist From a conversation on Prodigy Internet Chat from around 1998. For years I sat day after day on a chat line looking for personal stories. I started opening my own room, since the program let me, named something like "Tell me sex stories," or sometimes "True sex confessions." Wild women would tell me something viciously naughty, I hoped...
"WHEW! What a day," said Claudia. "Tell, me about it." "You know what I do after a LONG, HOT, shoot, Angie?" "What's that. The lovely blonde seductively walked over to her and put her arms around her waist. "I fuck." "Ohh, I like that," the redhead smiled. The supermodel slid her hand down to the tall women ass and kissed her. It wasn't just a soft pec...
Julie was walking to her class. For the last week or so, she had been living with Professor Charles Butler. He was now her Master. Jason had delivered her as soon as she had returned from her weekend at her parents. Now her life was being a slave outside her classes. Her only reprieve was at school. The problem was the drugs Master Charles were injecting her...
Please be warned that this story is quite dark and mean-spirited. While no pain or torture will be depicted, this story contains sadistic characters that have no respect for the protagonist. This continuing story will not end well for the main character. I do not condone the actions shown in this story, fetishes aside. If these don't bother you, then I hope...
I feel his eyes on me as I dance, or when I knock down a few drinks at the bar or when I sit with my friends in one of the booths. I've felt his eyes on me the whole evening, and it's making me wet. He hasn't approached me or indicated in any way that he will; he just keeps following me around with his smouldering eyes. I'm out with my friends at the nightc...
Sunday morning, my phone rang. It was Mrs. Sherbitz. "Thomas! Would we be able to take a drive this morning! The day seems so nice, and I really don't want to wait till this evening to see you. That is, if you do not have other pressing business to take care of?" I smiled. Mrs. Sherbitz was always thinking that she was bothering me. "It's funny that you wou...
When I was in my early 20's I used to play a lot of online video games. First person shooters, mostly. The Battlefield series, especially. I had started playing games online with a guy named Chris who had gone to high school with my ex-fiancé. He and I had met through her and had really hit it off. We had remained close even after she and I split. He lived u...
Copyright© 2008, 2012 by Stultus Synopsis: A chance use of his boss's cell phone leads a wronged husband to discover that he is having an affair with his wife. A tale of revenge served quite cold... but was it all worth it at the end? Sex contents: Minimal Sex Genre: Drama Codes: Cheating Originally Posted at SOL: 2008-11-16 Chapter 1 I hate my cell phone...
I've touched on this theme before, i.e., sexual addiction. You won't like Bill very much when you first meet him but give him a chance to grow, mature and become healthy. He's not such a bad guy after all. He gets his wakeup call from an unexpected source and turns his life around. Writing about sexual addicts allows me to include lots of really nasty and pe...
Disclaimer: I do not own Wynonna Earp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place during Episode 7 of Season 1. ***** "What! Your ass is..." Nicole Haught exclaimed, immediately doing something weird with her hands which she quickly put a stop to, "It's top shelf man, top shelf." In response Wynonna Ear...