Author's note: This is a story about a young woman turning an older man into a compliant, sissified plaything. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you don't like this kind of story, but read it anyway, please don't bomb me. I warned you to go away. If you like the idea, read on, and don't forget to vote and leave a comment. More will...
Continued from "Finally Some Action for the Third Wheel" 1 I woke up in my bed with a raging hard-on and the memory of tag-teaming my slutty friend, Stacy, with her boyfriend, Dave, the night before. In case you don't know what is going on my friend Stacy is one hell of a nasty whore. I live in a two bedroom condo near the beach with her and her boyfriend....
Author's note: For those inclined with this particular fetish I hope you enjoy the story. As a reminder, this is a work of fiction. Any similarities of characters or places in the story to actual people or places are completely coincidental. Also, I in no way endorse the actions that take place in this story. This story is fantasy dealing with non consensual...
I guess when you start a diary; you should always start at the beginning. It is not my intention that anyone ever reads my diary, but I guess I have had some rotten luck as the years have gone by. My real Mum died; well that's what I tell myself, but to be honest, I don't even think of her as my real Mum. My step Mum was called Ruth. She was not my biologi...
My co-worker Jim stopped by my desk one afternoon. "Hey, Chuck," he began, "I know how big a Beatles fan you are. I scored four tickets to the McCartney concert next month. You and Amy want to join us?" "Oh, man, Jim -- absolutely! Wow! I really appreciate you thinking of us!" "Hey, no problem! Pay me when you can, and we'll see you there!" "Great! Man. ....
This is a work of fiction, inspired by the true friends portrayed in this story. The story takes place in 1975 when we first met our long time friends. The names have been changed. Although discussed, the events described never took place. Enjoy the fantasy. Feedback is always appreciated. MEETING THE BERGMANS My future wife and I were visiting my parents...
A couple weeks have passed since Stacy and I had our conversation in my car. She is still my slave and she loves it. She loves pleasing me, and I have her come over to my place most days after work. We will have dinner then I will use her till I have had my fill. Most of the time when she comes over I will have her wear something specific and sexy or just no...
Stacy was your typical 19 years old. She loved the beach, boys, anything that was cool. If anyone thought something was cool, then she was all for it. So when a bunch of her friends dared her to shoplift a dress she had her eyes on, she took the bet. She had no idea that the consequences would be worth every minute. Stacy was an only child. Her father had w...
Stacy was sitting on her couch wearing nothing but an oversized football jersey and panties. She was trying to read a novel -- the latest best seller -- but for some reason she couldn't concentrate. Her thoughts kept returning to last weekend and how much fun it had been spending time with Mike. He had been sensitive and caring, and a surprisingly good lover...
The morning mist was thick upon the pastures that lined the road to the stables. Stacy liked to arrive earlier than most riders. She loved riding her gelding on the trails and through the gently rolling hills alone. She was often the first rider to arrive in the morning when the stables were just coming to life. She parked her large SUV and strolled toward...