I woke up to pure blackness. The last thing I remembered was my skull getting intimate with an aluminum baseball bat, wielded by a psychotic football player who was blaming me for killing his father in a short story I had written for school. A short story which, based on the way he was acting, was apparently true. Except it couldn't have been true, because I...
A Day of Waiting – How long can he wait? A Practicum of Self Control Author's Note: Most of the BDSM stories simply don't worry about partners and their feelings, selfishness is not loving. This story is one that embraces the Kinky without losing love. It is a romantic tale of a man who is dominate and submissive at the same time. I hope you can see love i...
(Author's Note: I wonder how Sagia would react if I tried this little hygiene experiment with her in real life! Once again, I mean no disrespect. Enjoy!) * Sagia Castaneda suddenly stepped forward in the giant shower/bathtub, the porcelain floor of it dripping with soap. She winked at me and sidled around to Pitbull, whispering in his ear. Suddenly burstin...
The Princesses chambers are a buzz of activity. The wedding festivities just completed, and now the Ladies in Waiting all alighting around the Princess, brushing her hair out, removing her gown, preparing for her wedding night... "Oh M'Lady It shall be frightful, but you must grin and bear it if you wish his happiness" "Yes Princess, do not show him your p...
Sandy was hot, the weather had been intense the last few days and she was in a pair of dirty gardening shorts and a tank top. Her boyfriend was working on the garden, mowing the lawn and preparing the flower beds for the new plants they intended buying the next day at the nursery. It was a balmy Saturday afternoon, and the town where they lived was relative...
Chapter 1 Hunter knocked a blank DVD from the top of his supersized Alien Ware computer tower. The DVD went rolling over a pile of spliced USB cables. With his right hand, he fished after it and knocked a notebook to the ground. With his left hand on a joystick, he was flying a spaceship and shooting his laser into the empty space instead of the alien in th...
Angel hung helpless between the two palms. Her shoulders ached from the inadequate suspension of her body. Her cunt and ass still felt as if they were on fire after her abductors had used her for their own lustful pleasures. ***** The islanders referred to her simply as "Mistress;" nothing more. She was always talked about in hushed whispers if anyone dare...
--EPILOGUE-- They got an apartment. Peter had fulfilled many a fantasy with his Breast Friends (now all sporting basketball-sized JJ cup boobs), but if he was being totally honest with himself, he oved the idea of living with all twenty of his gorgeous, busty playmates. They found a large one-bedroom apartment near the edge of town (one where the landlord...
Zack was feeling the heat in the desert outside of Las Vegas. He was garbed in traditional paintball battle uniform and accessories: light-weight desert tan camouflage, his safety goggles perched on the brim of his helmet and high laced combat boots. He fingered the grip on his replica military rifle that dispensed embarrassment rather than death. His game-t...
The Long Road Details: This is a more detailed account of the true story The Long Road that have rewritten with sexual details that my wife of 20 years told me later. In the first story she left out some details of the actual sex because she was tentative about telling me everything and I was in such a rush to fuck her after another she had sex with another...