Robert quietly filed books away. That was what he did and that's what he was good at. In fact, that's all that he was good at; a glorified sorting algorithm in a library no one really cared about. There was little praise and glory to be found hiding in untraveled corridors, witnessed by nothing more than the old dusty manuscripts and hardbound books which co...
Though I must apologize to my wonderful readers who are hungry for more "Orgasm Torture" for not posting any installments lately, I hope that this "early work" of mine will amuse and arouse them. There a hundreds of fantasies that take place in all-female academic settings (and that's just in *my* mind!) but hopefully, you will find this one different enough...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The main...
"Oh, damn, she really was cheating on you, wasn't she?" Autumn giggled as we discovered my still frozen wife, Lizzie, in the arms of another...woman? My wife was having a lesbian affair, I realized, which was a little bit of a shock, but then it made a certain degree of sense. Her previous partner, prior to me, was a woman named Vanessa, and sure enough, t...
"Oh, damn, she really was cheating on you, wasn't she?" Autumn giggled as we discovered my still frozen wife, Lizzie, in the arms of another ... woman? My wife was having a lesbian affair, I realized, which was a little bit of a shock, but then it made a certain degree of sense. Her previous partner, prior to me, was a woman named Vanessa, and sure enough,...
Firmly tied up to a wooden post, Mary Adewale screamed as Kristi Rand whipped her hard with the Black leather belt. Deep down in the basement of the Orleans townhouse they shared in suburban Ottawa, Canada, they really got into it. The big and tall young Black woman's screams filled the house. Short, slim and blonde-haired Englishwoman Kristi Rand laughed he...
Jack Riel lay alone and almost naked in a bed that wasn't his. Unlike his, this one was large and comfortable and wrapped in embroidered sheets. Plump pillows trimmed the bottom of the antiqued bronze headboard. One of the sheets stretched over him, offering him the only protection he would have for what was about to come through the door. Beneath the sheet,...
This is a LONG story. If you don't like long stories or stories driven by plot and characters rather than just sex, you might want to skip this one. -------- ---------------- Disclaimer: The following story is a work of (hopefully) erotic fiction. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of sexual activities, please stop reading now. Any resemblance bet...
Hi all! First off, sorry for the long delay between HFHM chapters. I knew that my life was going to be super busy this fall, and I was a hundred percent right. This is why I saved up Last of Her Kind to be uploaded through October because I didn't want anybody going too long without a monster fix. New to the story? This is Book Four. Start from Ch. 01. (Be...
Inspired by sm… * * * * * When I heard the key in the lock, I asked myself for the hundredth time how I came to this strange pass. Instead of doing the sensible thing like a normal suburban, middle-aged housewife, I sat, skittish and blindfolded in an upholstered chair situated in an obscure but well-appointed London hotel room. Did I mention that besides...