Part I May 10th Sara Wood kept to the shadows, tried to blend in; failing that she would simply disappear into the nameless warrens of the city. Sara Wood was an expert on urban camouflage, at falling through the cracks in whatever systems there were left to deal with girls like her. There was no home for Sara Wood, there never had been. There had been fos...
Beverly and Darnell sat facing each other, vice presidents from rival cross-town banks, waiting to be called into the joint meeting of their boards of directors. A study in black and white, their similarities ended with the fabric of their dark blue pinstripe suits. Beverly's skirt ended several inches above her knees, showing off most of her thin, pale legs...
Beth has come a long ways. From being modest to showing sexy. We now will read how Beth take another step on her path to be a hot wife. All with the support of her loving husband Robert. A couple of days later, Robert asked Beth, "Would you like dinner and some dancing Sat night. We can go into Dallas where nobody knows us and cut loose a bit." "Honey, tha...
Marcus felt old. His shoulders hunched and there were knots in between his shoulder blades that had been there so long that he had forgotten what life was like without them. His hips ached, most days, and it took a good hour and a hot shower for him to get properly moving in the morning. Even though he walked to the office every day, part way there his shi...
Foreword: First, I would like to thank each and every one of you readers for taking the time to purchase and read my book. I'm terrible at forewords, so I'll keep this quick and to the point. The book you are about to read contains the following. * Homosexual Scenes * Non Consensual Sex * Water Sports * Bondage * Whipping If any of these things offend you...
Don't you just hate fetishes? I know I do. Being a slave to what you like and practically creaming your pants in the presence of this fetish. To give some context to my suffering, my name is Kayle, I'm a Futanari, my balls are the size of oranges, and I LOVE being hit in them. But I hate having this fetish. Not for practical reasons, like worrying about per...
Diana looked in the mirror and adjusted her pink shorts and tugging her top down before heading out into the family room. She could still hear Tony running water in the bathroom as she walked out the door to check on Lisa and Dave. She could still feel the wetness between her legs as she walked from the fucking she had just received from Tony. She made her...
The sweet, suffocating embrace of nostalgia didn't really hit Alex until he left the highway behind and eased onto the old dirt road. Nothing about Dallas, Texas, triggered any memories in him—his foster parents had rarely taken him or his current sibs to the big city, even though it was less than half-an-hour from their rural route—but this dirt road had ca...
She was tall – that was the very first thing he noticed. He was sitting at the bar, and she’d glided past just at the edge of his vision, inviting him to crane his neck and look again. His initial, uncharitable thought – given her height – was that she was a transvestite, but when he took another, longer look at her, he knew that this was definitely not a mi...
I arrived in the north planning to commute between three different colleges of sorcery every year. It sounded like a great idea back home, but the locals all thought I was mad. Thinking back, I'm still not sure how I survived. "It is a terrible place, north of the river." That's what most people say, and they aren't entirely wrong. It is a different place,...