The house was abuzz on Saturday with the preparation of the evening meal. The activity brought back sweet but painful memories for Joel, he missed his family many of whom had died in the concentration camps. He watched the ease in which Kenji and Patricia interacted with each other, their children and family. It occurred to him that it was quite a mixture, J...
Author's Note: I'm including a little cast list to keep track of characters, especially since I may have edited a couple names since you first read Chapter One. New characters will be added the chapter after they're introduced. All characters are 18 or over. CAST LIST AJ: Our protagonist, a quiet, nerdy, guy, but nice and well-liked at his small high scho...
Laying down, the soft straw underneath her cushioning her back, the young woman looked up and smiled at the farm boy as he pulled off his shirt. Opening her bare legs to him, she giggled as he marvelled at her pussy. Climbing on top of her, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him to her as she planted a passionate kiss on his lips. As she closed her eye...
Peter was at work when he got a text from Eric. "Hey dude. Busy?" "Nah, just filling in the day. The boss is away and we're between projects. You?" "I was earlier, but now and coasting a bit. My story edits are done, so I'm taking the afternoon off. Wondered if you wanted to pop by for a beer tonight." "Sounds cool. I'll let Sam know I'll be over at you...
Standing at the living room window with the windex and paper towels, I teetered on the ridiculously tall Mary Janes. It were as though I were standing on the balls of my feet and toes only. There was no relief. My other pumps felt like heaven compared to these! She said to wash inside and out, and not to miss a spot. That meant I'd have to go outside. It wa...
Trey's knot receded and he felt his cock slip free of Rebecca's swollen pussy. They needed to get moving. He could hear the howls south of them, maybe a good five miles away, but they would make good time if they'd heard the passionate sounds of their mating. Most Werewolves could run at thirty-five to forty miles per hour. Five miles? They could make it in...
Dear readers, This story was suggested to me by an exceptional artist named Anasheya. (Sounds like a beautiful girl to me so I'm going to refer to Anasheya as a she, but I've never asked.) She gave me quite a bit of input and I hope I've given her something to work with. Anasheya creates T-Girl art that speaks to my submissive soul and if you like my stori...
This story is a follow-up to my first submission - Airborne with Emily. Both works are pure fiction and have no basis in fact. ————- Returning Emily's scarf I stared intensely at the business card. Was that really her cellphone number? Emily Ratajkowski had been sitting next to me on my flight to LA. I had watched as she de-stressed for sleep by masturb...
Dear reader: As with part one of this story, this is a resubmission under my new username. A note to readers: As promised a word of caution for those who do not like coercion this part has hints of mind control. There is no violence but if it is an issue for you please don't continue. ************* "I could spend a lifetime in this moment." The words ra...
Thurina Quails could see her mother's house up over the hill and she felt that familiar, cold fear in the pit of her stomach. She wished that just once she could find a reasonable excuse to miss a family holiday like this but nothing ever worked. It wasn't as if she could say she was in a relationship. Her mother could fucking sense that she was single and t...