This is a tale of an Indian woman who is assertive, confident, controlling and dominating, to the extent of being almost intimidating. Sometimes thought to be intolerant and dismissive as a senior executive in a large corporate office, her personal life too seemed to follow that basic trait. So it was that, as a single woman, she led her life, including sexu...
Friends, this is something a little different. I enjoy experimenting with different styles and genres, so I wrote a Western for you. It's a very long story but the sections are numbered to make it easier for you to read bit by bit if you wish. It uses the sexual parlance of the day; words and phrases like pussy, blowjob and sixty-nine weren't yet in use in 1...
I am seated across the breakfast table from my daughter on a Monday morning. She will leave in a few minutes for her job as a barista at a local coffee shop. I am not on the production schedule today, so I have the day off. As we chat amiably, I study her closely, looking for any sign of change. She will enjoy her eighteenth birthday next Sunday and I keep e...
Adam woke to the chirrup of the cat wanting its morning feed, later than usual as it was raining and still dark outside. He pressed the light on the small clock on his bedside table: 7:11. He slid out of bed and went through to the bathroom for his morning piss, enjoying the weight of his cock still heavy from a slow waking dream. She'd been no one he knew,...
Martha's Second Chance "Ricky, yo Ricky!" the manager yelled over the kitchen noises, "your Stratharn order is up." "Thanks man," the kid with his hat on backward said, "what's a straight arm order?" The manager laughed, "Stratharn, it's a name. The lady gets the same thing for Thursday lunch every week. Been doing it for years. I'm busy so ask Mike how t...
Hello again! So, I was home doing nothing thinking to myself "Now you have three whole months of sun and nothing to do, I'm sure you won't write a thing. You never write when you actually have the time to do it." I wrote, though. This is just the foundation of a story I intend to be deep. Just a little background. By now I think it's safe to say you all...
On a far off island in the seas of Azurai lived a powerful sorcerer by the name of Nyris. Nyris was six feet tall with broad muscular built, curious lavender eyes, tan skin and an abundance of midnight colored hair. He had lived on this island for centuries, isolating himself from the world so that he could learn more. But the other part of his isolation wa...
(For the story to this time, please read Leni's Ordeal Chapter 01: Berlin 1945 and Leni's Ordeal Chapter 02: Havelsee) "A countess this time, hey Harry?" his uncle teased him. Young Captain Lord Harry Balfour sat wearily in the library of his uncle's requisitioned house in Gatow noting that, despite the early hour, Sir Randall Macloskie perched wide awake...
**** -- CHAPTER 3: After the Date -- **** *-- FEBRUARY 2007 --* "He's a stockroom clerk." "I know." "He's three years younger than you!" "Only two, at least until April." I sat there and looked at Stella, waiting her out. "Got anything else?" Stella grinned and shook her head. Her time playing Devil's Advocate was over. "Nope. Not a thing. After all,...
At first, I only used my power for small things. I know Verus told me I would accomplish great things with it, but I felt I had already accomplished great things without using it at all. With nothing more than my own words, and a little courage, I had convinced my father to finally stand up to my abusive mother. In the process I also managed to improve my re...