Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Author's Note: This story is one in a series of inter-related stories regarding women with penises. The stories will be related but will not be true sequels. That means you can read one "Island for Dickgirls" story and never read another, read them in any order, or (hopefully) read them all. To aid readers, I will include the same "introduction" section in e...
Author's Note: Thanks for reading, thanks for voting and thanks for comments if you feel so inclined. I want to thank those that have commented on the previous chapters. They have directed this story, are very much appreciated and is what makes doing this fun. As always, let common sense rule, if it offends you, don't read it. JJ1 Libby was determined. She...
They'd stopped for a few things at an auto supply store, and were now back at the RV park where Ilmare kept her camper. She sang to herself quietly as she made their evening meal. She wasn't certain of it, but she was pretty sure that he'd never had a vegetable stir fry before. Elohan worked up front, making a change to the wiring of the vehicle lighting. "...
Hey guys! So here is the next chapter. This one is a bit dark compared to the others. Let me know what you think. Layla woke up bright and early the next day. She needed to get to the gym. She grabbed her water bottle and towel and headed down the hall. Feeling sluggish from last night's self-induced sugar coma, she slowly trudged along. She sighed, s...
Author's note: Here's Chapter Ten of "Slave Girl Emily." I hope there's enough naughtiness here to satisfy, but the main business of this chapter is to deliver what the classicist Master Andrew would call the "catastasis" - the part of a story that heaps up complications to be resolved in the "catastrophe" (the story's climax and resolution). In other words,...
My name is Alan. Just Alan. I am a collector of fine and unusual antiquities and rarities. I also have a fine disregard for the law, so the nature of my collection is not openly discussed. It would be of interest to the police of several countries, some of whom have shown enough interest in my career that I find it necessary to choose my travel routes carefu...
This is my first attempt at erotic writing and I do appreciate constructive criticism and helpful hints. My intent was to write something for the ladies. Truthfully I like the idea of getting a woman aroused by what I have written. If you are looking for slam-bang-thank-you-ma'am sperm shooting on the walls sex this probably isn't for you. Although it may tu...
Days Twenty-One to Twenty-Four The days began to resemble one another, each as monotonous as the one before and the one to come. Slopping-out; breakfast; shaving inspection; using the bucket; lunch; dinner; shaving; lights-out: all these punctuated by short periods of daily exercise, and long periods of lying down, dozing, rubbing, filing my nails to the qu...
Princess - Ch. 03 New friends, TV appearance, vacation, and discovery I drove Marjorie back to Jacques to retrieve her car. She went home to pack an overnight bag and then come back to my condo so we could be together. We were collectively moving very rapidly into this new polyamorous relationship that Carrie conceived. I figured I had about a half-hour t...